As Kengetar walked down towards the shore he grinned, as much at the glorious display of flesh as the terror he was able to evoke in prudish Northerners just with his presence. His smile continued to widen as Melody sauntered over to a blanket loaded with pillows and gestured for him to join her. He found that the fight had created a strange tension between them. The wrestling of their bodies...

Then his glance fell across her shoulder and noticed Elbara standing in the lake, watching him. His smile faded. [i]Ah, so this was going to get complicated,[/i] he thought to himself. They hadn't spoken a word to each other since she had gotten married. Why would she follow him now? He tried to turn his gaze away from Elbara, but didn't quite succeed; she hovered in the corner of his vision. He walked over to the cushions were Melody was waiting and sat down, waiting for her to speak.