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Kalasin had only been back in Hyrcania a week. She had not caught up with most of the amazons there yet. Her thoughts had been elsewhere, and she was no longer one of them, so she did not feel comfortable speaking to them either. She had instead chosen to stay in a run down old hut not far from the amazon village, but far enough that she and Hiroshi, who were now remarried, could sleep under the same roof. It pleased her greatly that she had found the old place, it was big enough for the two of them without being too spacious, and Kalasin had grown rather fond of it.
She laid curled around Hiroshi's form, feeling so safe that she could well forget that she was even supposed to fighting the end of the world.
Her husband finally started to stir next to her, and the young woman turned to face him. She enjoyed the feeling of his bare skin against her own, it made her fell possessed and small, as only he could. She loved it.
Finally he opened a single dark eye and smiled lovingly at her.

H - My dearest darling Kalasin. *runs a hand through her hair* How are you this morning?
K - *smiles* Wonderful thank you. Yourself?
H - How could I be bad?

He kissed the nape of her neck softly before sitting up, rubbing his eyes with the bottom of the palms of his hands. As he sat there, Kalasin ran a single finger down his spine and smiled when he shuddered at the feeling.

K - I don't know. How could you?

Hiroshi thought for a moment before sinking back down into the sheets with his wife. He kissed her forehead softly and tenderly traced his hands down her right side to her hips. The young warrior woman giggled and playfully hit him upside the head.

H - Fine! You win, again.
K - Always do love.
H - Only when I allow for it.
K - *smirks* But of course. Who could ever conquer the great Hiroshi Yamamoto?
H - You did.

Kalasin looked him up and down, slightly embarrassed by the notion. She did not see herself as the type to conquer people, though she had been told that she was superb at it. Hiroshi kissed her on the lips this time, though he did not prolong it, and pulled away swiftly. Kalasin laughed merrily and pulled her hands over her head so that she was stretching.

K - Well, there is a title I am proud to bear. *smiles*
H - I should hope so!

The young woman suddenly swung both her long legs over the side of her bed and stood up, pulling a tunic over her head as she went. She quickly moved to the end of the bed and opened a chest, where she kept all of her clothing.

H - Wear red. You know how I love you in red.
K - *smirks playfully* You like me in anything.
H - Too true.

Eventually the former Shatomlic pulled out a pair of red leather trousers and a corset in the same colour. The corset barely left anything to the imagination, and the pants were of the same make that she had worn when Larissa had been forced to live in her body. Kalasin shuddered at the memory of having to wear Larissa's clothing, and be her height… it was not fun.

H - Stunning.

TEN MINUTES LATER…

Kalasin and Hiroshi finally emerged from the hut, holding hands tightly, they walked through the forest and towards the lake, feeling like only sitting on the shores and talking to each other for the moment.

<<Yes Dreyanne died, Svetlana killed her, whole big story, just go with it!! LOL!>>

Kalasin nodded shortly.

K - I will take you.

She did not speak a word to Sumeria as she walked with the queen down to the riverbanks. She had already made plans to leave the moment that Sumeria and Hiroshi started to speak, she did not want to be there when Hiroshi told her that they had agreed that Svetlana should live.
Hiroshi came into view pretty quickly, and Kalasin smiled. She planted a brief kiss on his lips before she turned and left, leaving Sumeria and Hiroshi.
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Hiroshi smiled fondly as he watched his wife leave. He then turned to Sumeria, very serious.

H - Svetlana Nayida cannot die.