Camilla smiled down at Cydric, squeezing his hand in hers, elegant fingers stained with blood and sticky with whatever it was she was using to clean his wounds.

[b]"Thanking me for driving you crazy?" [/b]she teased. Her body trembled slightly with reaction to the events of the past few minutes, things she hadn't yet had a chance to process. Snippets of the fight replayed in her mind, Cydric stepping out from behind the pillar, Osfurth driving his dagger into Cydric's chest, the horrifying shimmer of the tainted stone.

Throwing caution to the wind she pulled her hand free of his, laid a hand on each side of his faced and kissed him full on the lips. A lingering, passionate almost savage kiss, tasting the blood on one or both of their lips and not caring.

[b]"I thought.."[/b] she said breaking momentarily from the kiss before kissing him again.

[b]"That I had lost you,"[/b] she said taking another breath before continuing to speak, puncuating each word with another kiss.

[b]"You. Bloody. Great. Idiot."[/b] She let out a loud moan and threw her arms around him, remembering too late that he was wounded and that such a thing would almost certainly hurt.

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