Alexandra looked at their hands, their scars lined up. Paired together through fate. The nail that had pierced their flesh, ripping through it, pierced it's way into her heart. It filled her with an emotion that she had tried to kill. Love. Even hearing the word love, used as a phrase to call her, pouring from his lips, sounded as soft as any symphony.

"How could I leave someone who's soul called out to me from the very first moment? When I looked into your eyes I saw someone that I could connect with, someone who wasn't too distant to keep close. Someone who needed human contact, someone who needed to have someone else show they cared for them. I do not think it's possible that anyone could care for one man, as much as I care for you."

Alexandra blushed.

"I would march into the lair of the devil himself for you. I would travel to the end of the galaxy and beyond if you but asked for it. I would give you the moons light, so that you may never be in darkness. I would steal the very warm fires of desire, to keep you warm on the coldest night. I would pluck the north star from the sky, so that it could always guide you home to me."

She pressed her lips to his cheek, before pulling back, and looking up into his eyes. Again finding herself lost in them, feeling warm and safe in him.