Blaine opened her mouth to voice the sudden question that flashed through her mind before she closed it again, unsure of whether or not she should ask it. Instead, she smiled up at him and rose up on her tiptoes to kiss him gently.
Andion was about to ask about what she was about to say but was cut off by her. He kissed her back softly, though it didn’t last long before he pulled back a little, “You were going to ask something, do you want to tell me what that is?”
Blaine breathed out a sigh and looked up into his eyes. “Have I asked you if — after all of this madness, of course — if you might… Well, if you would want children? Of our own?”
Andion quirked an eyebrow, but smiled softly and genuinely down at her, “No, you haven’t asked me that, and my answer is, if you’re willing, I’d love to have have children of our own.”
Baline grinned before reaching up to press their lips together again. “Good… I’m glad,” she murmured against him.
Andion chuckled and pressed a kiss back, “I can’t wait to start a family with you. Away from all the… assassin stuff, a peaceful life, one be both deserve.”
“Sounds perfect,” Blaine whispered, nudging their noses together playfully.
Andion grinned at that, pressing a kiss to her cheek before just embracing her, looking out across the endless expanse of water that surrounded them.
“I love you,” Blaine murmured, leaning into him and wrapping her own arms around him tightly.
Andion kissed the top of her head, a soft smile gracing his lips, “I love you so much more.”
“Not possible,” Blaine chuckled, nuzzling him with a grin. “I love you the most.”
“I love you more then all the stars in the sky, my love,” Andion ran a hand through her hair gently, “I always will.”
Blaine leaned into his touch, her eyes shutting momentarily. “How about this: we love each other the same.”
Andion chuckled, his eyes twinkling slightly, “Fine fine, we’ll go with that.”
“Good,” Blaine said with a grin. “Now… Do you want to stay up here? Or should we go lay in bed together or something?”
Andion shrugged a shoulder, "I don't mind, your choice babe."
Blame groaned and looked around. "Fine…… How about we stay up here for a while longer? Just to watch everything."
Andion nodded, turning her around in his arms so her back was to his chest, "It's so peaceful out here."
Blaine leaned back into him with a soft smile. “Yeah. It is. I like it…”
"Have you head the legends of the sea dragons?" Andion asked, grinning madly.
“No, I haven’t. I actually haven’t heard of most legends. What is this one?” Blaine asked, turning her head slightly to look up at him.
"Well, supposedly, their are these huge creatures, sea dragons if you will. They protect the oceans from any harm. Apparently they have these powers and some can even shift into a human form, walking along the coast to find others like themselves." Andion explained, not taking his eyes off the water.
Blaine hummed and looked out over the water as well. “That… sounds like it would be an interesting sight. Has anyone actually seen one?”
"They've been reports of them down in the southern part of the continent, along with Fire-Wielders." Andion replied.
Blaine raised her eyebrows at this information. "Hm. I wonder if we would ever see one… Are they dangerous? Or have they been known to be docile?"
“The Fire Wielders or the dragons?” Andion raised a brow, “Sea dragons are docile unless provoked, Fire Wielders protect them and tend to be aggressive.”
"That's cool…" Blaine mused, turning her head to look up at him. "What other legends are there?"
"Depends which ones you want to hear," Andion started, "There's ones about the Northern Stag and the Little Folk, The King's Flame, The Wolf Tribes, Witches of the Western Lands…"
Blaine hummed, leaning back into him and looking out over the water. “I want to hear all of them. Start with one, and then maybe you can tell me the others later.”
"Okay, lemme think," Andion paused for a moment, "In the North, there's been told of the White Stag. Normally, stags aren't white, but he is. They call him the Lord of the North, watching over the people that live there. Apparently, he can control fire. Now, there's this race of people called the Little Folk, almost like fairies and goblins mixed into one. They bow down to the Lord, and in return of the Lord protecting them, they guard his lands."