“Hm...” Her breath felt warm on his face and her soft raven hair tickled his nose. As did the sun. He kept his eyes closed and enjoyed the peacefulness of the moment.
He had had the most wonderful dream that had resulted in the most suspicious state of dress. And he was somewhat relieved when he realized that he was not out with his men but in the company of his beloved Nendili. It would have been quite embarrassing.
He opened his eyes and looked directly into her dark, liquid ones. Giving her a scratch behind the ears, he got to his feet and rearranged his clothes. “Ready for another day, my dear mare?”

