The waterfall roared softly in the distance, its cascading waters creating a veil of silver under the moonlight.
The pool beneath was a crystalline oasis, shimmering with the glow of the stars above.
Ra stood at the water’s edge, the cool mist kissing her skin as her red-burgundy hair clung to her damp shoulders.
She turned, her hazel eyes meeting Mehen’s intense gaze.
He was a vision—his chiseled frame illuminated by the moon’s glow, droplets of water sliding down his obsidian skin like...