For a while, neither of them moved from where they were sitting, just enjoying the beautiful environment they found themselves in, as they knew it was rare they got time off and were able to do such truly relaxing stuff.
This was a moment they had to savor carefully, and both of them really knew that.
The mountain peak stood silent beneath them, untouched by the noise of war, politics, or responsibility. The wind flowed freely, tugging gently at Orianna's dress and brushing through Jax's coat, carrying with it the crisp scent of high altitude and untouched stone.
Below them, the clouds shifted slowly, like an endless expansive ocean, calm and alive.
Orianna rested her weight slightly against one leg, her arms loosely crossed as she looked out across the horizon.
"…You really picked this well," she said after a while, her voice quieter now, less sharp than usual.
