Just another little drabble for the Storm/Black Panther shippers out there. And you know who you are!!
The tree branches gently swayed under their weight. The sun was already turning the parched ground into its mirror image. The light breeze caressed their cheeks. It was too soon for tomorrow.
“It is time.”
“But, I’m enjoying you. Besides how do you know it’s time?”
“The wind informed me. Your father must be worried.”
“He isn’t because he’s my father. He’s my father, and he trained me.” His eyes long. “Would you turn away from a prince?”
“It is time.”
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Her heart beat grows faster as she hears his approach. The wind has informed her again.
“It is time.”