A/N: We have reached the end of the tale my faithful readers and I love each and everyone of you that have stuck by this fic until it's end. Love and hearts to you all!

Wind blewthrough his hair, lifting the dark locks away from his face and making himself. Next to him his brother stood quietly; a scowl on his fair face.

"Really Matthew? Standing at the bow as if you're going to miss the first sight of land? It is not that serious."

He turned, the smile on his face magnifying tenfold and his voice burgeoning with happiness and laughter.

"You say that as if you are not excited to be home brother, after these months away does not the call of the land make you fidget where you stand?"

Jeffery grumbled and moved below as the presence of the priest was called for; his hair pulled back to show the twisting roots that marked him as the bearer of knowledge and healing from the Gods. Once more his eyes drew themselves back to the horizon; his breath catching in his throat as the shore came into view. After what seemed like three or more lifetimes the hull bumped against the shore and Matthew worked his way through the crowd of people patting him on the back and calling his name. His dark eyes only searched for one person and towards the edge of the crowd the flash of spun gold made him smile. He broke into a sprint, pushing through people with shouted apologies as he hurried to catch up with blond mane.

He threw open the door of the long house and growlingly pulled the blonde into his arms; smirking deviously as he sealed their lips together. When they broke away panting, a smile graced the kiss swollen lips and the voice was lilting with laughter.

"I trust the mission went well?"

"Aye, but it was too long."

He smiled wolfishly and in close, hovering their lips scant inches away from each other.

"What about the feast?"

"It can wait, I have a more pressing appetite to attend to."

"Your meeting with the Boender?"

"Of no consequence."

Their lips molded together again as they moved down the hall to the Master Chamber; passion burning brightly and consuming them quickly as it always had but now it was no longer hidden from sight.