Not to be forgotten is the kiss full of promise—promising a future together, as long as they could fight for it. Promising to be bound for an eternity that is theirs and theirs alone. Promising their hearts and souls to each other beyond human convention.

And it is this promise that they repeat and remember each morning spent sharing warmth and stealing just that bit of extra time before their days would start and duties would separate them once more—knowing they would return to each other’s arms once more once the sun has set.