With you always

This was drawn for someone. It's based on her fan fic which is inspired by Trudi Canavans "The Black Magicians Trilogy." Thats the part which the drawing is based on.

“Akkarin?” By the sound of her voice, he spun about. There she was holding a small ornamented silver pitcher in her hand. She wore a red silken gold embroidered dress. The dress was held up with golden thin buckles on her shoulders and left her back disposed almost al the way down to her lower back. Her hair had been set in a beautiful style on top of her head. She looked like a flower at its fullest most beautiful time of blossoming. Dakova certainly wanted to impress today’s visitor and though with Yilana he would have done so even if she had worn the usual rags, he now presented her as a piece of jewellery that would make any sane man envious.

He picked up a piece of cloth beside the bucket and dried off the water. She was so close that he felt slightly dizzy from the rush of emotions that came flooding through his mind and body. He sent her a cautious little half smile and then his smile broadened from sheer giddy happiness of being here with her.

She looked down trying to conceal her own smile and fidgeted with the pitcher. “He sent me to get some water and I cannot be delayed”.

“No, of course not” he replied smoothly with the half smile still on his lips, and stepped aside just so much as she could edge her way past him to the water storage. They were almost touching each other and he could smell her sweet scent. She was wearing a little perfume. He moved slightly closer and sensed the heat from her body in the early evening coldness and then he slowly bend his head down so that his lips almost but touched the back of her neck.

He watched with pleasure as the tiny hairs on the back of her neck rose and he could sense her trembling from hidden emotions. He blew a little hot air on her neck and shoulders. It was not kissing but it came close. Then he inhaled her scent one last time and whispered to her how much he loved her. Then he left and went back to do his chores.


Akkarin and Yilara Copywight Trudi Canavan
Story extract copywright to Kas.