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When I Lost You (Magic223 and Tsubasa)

Natasha rose a hand up to hold the side of Clint's face, by his very red ear. She smiled, "As long as you want me and I want you."

She pulled him into a long kiss before she relaxed again. Parting their lips, she rested her head on his shoulder and looked back into the fire. Her free hand ran along the hand of Clint's that held her other. She sighed, "You're right... we don't get time like this often," She was quiet for a moment, "It is quite nice... and very quiet."

Without the other Avengers or something looming over them, it was awfully quiet. She snuggled closer to him, pulling her blanket closer to herself, "Fire and all and it is still cold."

When I Lost You (Magic223 and Tsubasa)

Haha, that sounds incredibly annoying....

When I Lost You (Magic223 and Tsubasa)

Natasha smiled when we came into the room and sat next to her. She felt him rest his head on her's and smiled, "That's fine... I just want to sit here with you."

She looked up at him when she finished talking to give a small smile However, she noticed he seemed to be blushing deeply. She cocked a eyebrow at him and chuckled a little, "Am I allowed to ask why your cheeks have become a lovely crimson shade?"

When I Lost You (Magic223 and Tsubasa)

Natasha laughed a little, "It is negative twenty degrees outside... We could go and sit by the fire... that least," She stopped at Clint cut her off by kissing her. She wrapped her arms around him as they continued to kiss. When she pulled away finally, she smirked, "gets you out of bed."

She kissed his cheek before she rolled out of bed and grabbed her bowl, "Bring your bowl to the kitchen?" she asked as she did the same with her's. Then she walked over to the couch in front of the fire place and grabbed the blanket that sat on the back of it. Wrapping it around her shoulders, she sat down looked into the fire. She sat there for a bit, before looking toward the kitchen, "Come on, Clint."

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia smiled when he gave her a small kiss. Slowly, they were breaking down that barrier and slowly more and more things about being a couple, something neither of them were used to in the slightest, would be easier for the two of them. She gave him another kiss when he finished talking, "As I was yours about the happening at the castle and Melor."

She finally removed herself from his shoulder, but continued to hold his hand as she grabbed a pen she had brought and their list. She looked at it and tapped the pen against the table slightly, "There are so many choices... Well, for flowers..." She looked at Samsul, "I was thinking... maybe wildflowers. They are beautiful and simple and very easy to come by," She pursed her lips, "As for colours... maybe green... like on your armour and for Greenspring..."

She leaned back in her chair and looked at him, "So what Lost Elf rituals shall we add to our ceremony?"

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia giggled a little and rose a hand to her mouth as she did, "I apologize for that... oh and I even told you that I wouldn't mind marrying him," she buried her face in his shoulder, "I'm sorry! But maybe if you told me before I left how you felt... I might not have gone."

She sighed and returned her chin to his shoulder, "Of course, it was good for me... getting out and learning about my country first hand."

She smiled at him, "I did you miss you a lot though..."

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia smiled when he said that he was glad to be capable of helping her in the way that he did. She looked up at him, "You help me in a lot of ways, Samsul, and it isn't just calming down," She relaxed against him again, "Like helping teaching me how to write... or making me write all those letters to you to make sure my writing was queenly when I got home... or making me realize how much I like having you with me by making me write all those letters.... or staying behind even thought every fibre of your being didn't want to do that... or making me promise not to return engaged to King George, possibly avoiding the worst mistake I would ever make... or being there when I lost my mother... or taking me out of the palace when you really didn't want to be protecting the peasant girl."

She wrapped an arm around his upper arm, hugging it slightly, "I appreciate all of that... That is part of the reason I said yes... who doesn't want a husband who helps her in so many ways," She looked up at him, resting her chin on his shoulder, "And I couldn't go losing you to some Lady, now could I?"

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia looked at Samsul when he spoke the kid as he seemed to calm down. She wanted reach out to calm him in the same way that Samsul did, however, she felt as though it would not make it any better. In fact it may only make it worse. She smiled at him as he turned and left then looked to Samsul, taking his hand her own, "You seem to have a Gift Samsul... A calming touch," She laughed, "And here I thought it was just me that it worked on."

She looked to the door and sighed, "I don't particularly enjoy that response," She said softly, "I understand it... It just makes me miss times where I could have asked anyone their name and they wouldn't have even batted an eye... Or even refuse to answer..." She leaned across the arms of their chairs and rested her head yet again on Samsul shoulder. She smirked, "Very calming indeed."

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia walked into the dining hall, thanking Samsul for holding the door open, and made her way to her seat. She smiled at him as he walked over and sat down in his own seat. She was about to say something when she heard the sound of the door from the kitchen opening and closing. She looked over at the young boy who walked over to them and greeted them quite nervously, asking them what it was they wished to have for lunch. She thought about it, she didn't wish to overwhelm the boy or leave it up to him to figure out. Eric was a fine chef and confident that Anastasia and Samsul enjoyed his food. This boy would not be as confident, "Why not, some chicken and vegetables... Um... Sorry, Samsul never did get around to telling me your name."

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia grinned as Samsul laughed and hung his head, giving in to allowing Lost Elf traditions at their ceremony, "Wonderful," She said as she replaced her head on his arm. She pursed her lips when he said that she was free to ask any of the Lost Elves if she wanted to know more about their race, "I only really know Amul and... he doesn't seem to be too talkative. I've never really gotten more than a few words out of him.... And I would feel bad asking anyone I didn't know... Luckily, I'm sure you will always be available for me to ask... Even if it is in the middle of the night," she teased.

She looked at the him as he spoke of the boy who was new to the kitchens. She perked up a little, she felt bad about not knowing many of the kitchen staff... However, there were so many, it would be awfully difficult to remember each and everyone of their names. She assumed though, that this boy peaked Samsul's interest for some reason, "Really? Well, then I must meet him."