#berkos

The war had not been fairing well, but with the Christmas season upon them things were looking up. Two large figures walked along a well worn path in the snow. Yuuta, the successor to the High Priest of Sawagi, held the hand of his lover Eiskander, fourth in line for the throne of Thoron. The larger individual smiled down at the priest as they walked. No words were needed to express how happy the two of them were together. They just could see it in each other’s eyes. 

Eventually Yuuta spoke up, raising Eiskander’s right hand. 

“Are you feeling alright? No side effects to the blessing worth noting?” the priest questioned, doing his best to try and look up the sleeve of Eiskader’s shirt at the bizarre Berkosian markings.

“Yes, I’m fine Yuuta. I keep telling you that everytime you ask.” Eiskander chuckled softly and took the opportunity to pull his boyfriend in closer. 

“I am a healer by choice, it is my job to ensure my friends are taken care of.” Yuuta protested before finding himself pressed against Eiskander.

“You talk too much.” a smiled crossed Eiskander’s face as he glanced up. As if by magic there was a small bundle of small white berries just above the couple. 

“Is that... mistletoe?” the priest questioned with a light blush. His eyes moved from the plant to Eiskander before letting out a small eep as their lips met in a tender embrace.

“I love you Yuuta... ever since I first laid my eyes on you I knew you were the one.” the knight blushed faintly as he spoke, not once looking away from the priest.