Elven Love Story Novel -- 2

Sylael leaned into his touch, feeling the thumping rhythm of his heart.It was erratic and fierce , normally known all her like . Among the elves, emotions were controlled , quite as falling snow. Their hearts beat calmly, untouched by reckless longing.
But his heart was different
And in that moment, she realized the stillness of the elves was not peace, it was fear

The moonlight spilled through the sliver branches about them, painting pale patterns across his face.Caelan's hand trembled slightly against her , though whether from fear or love, she could not tell.
"You should return to your people", he whispered ."if the high council finds you here with me-"
"I don't care what they find", Sylael said softly.
The words shocked even her . An elven princess did not speak with such defiance, yet warmth in his eyes stirred something ancient inside her, something older than duty and stronger than tradition
A wind moved through the trees , carrying the scent of rain and wild roses far away, the glowing towers of the Elven kingdom shimmered beyond the mist , beautiful and cold.
Caelan stepped closer ."Homons live briefly, Sylael your people see us as Sparks that vanish before dawn".
"Then let me burn besides you", she replied for a heart beat, neither of them moved
Then he kissed her beneath the sliver leaves, while the forest itself seemed to hold it's breath