Passionate

The past few weeks had been the happiest that Balinor could remember. The fear and uncertainty that surrounded his midnight flight from Camelot were far behind him. Instead of imprisonment or death, the Dragonlord had found peace and joy.

Balinor was a simple man of simple pleasures and life in Ealdor fit him perfectly. Though he had lost his friends and his family due to Uther's intransigence, Ealdor had brought both healing and new friends to his life.

Best of all, he had found a woman who filled his days with laughter and his nights with passion.

Sitting at the table in their small hut, watching Hunith as she stirred the stew on the hob, Balinor smiled and said, for the first time but not the last, "I love you."