When the morning light woke her, Roni opened her eyes to see Uaine gazing down at her with love in his eyes. She smiled back at him, and slid her arms up his chest and around his neck to draw him closer for a kiss.
Uaine responded enthusiastically at first, but then drew back and gently disengaged. Smiling, he said; “As much as I’d love to see where this might go, I’m afraid we have to hurry and dress.”
“I sent word this morning to my mother of your return. She wants to formally present you to the Court. It’s not a coronation and it won’t officially make you queen, but it’s a clear statement that you will be queen in the near future and that she considers you heir to her position. It will cement your place at Court and augment your authority as a judge.”
“So it’s a fancy, formal kind of thing, huh?”
“Then I guess we don’t even have time for a quickie?”
Smiling, he took her hand in his and brought it to his lips. Grinning against the back of her hand, he kissed it. “No, as much as I wish we did, we don’t.”
Roni sighed. “If you say so.”