“Is this safe?” The Anti-Mage looked at the small sports of light all around them uneasily.
Kael’thas, the Invoker, nodded. “Yes, they are perfectly safe.” To show it, he reached out and touched one of the small lights. It wasn’t even warm against his fingertips, just a small round object that glowed.
“But how do they work?” The Anti-Mage was still suspicious and wouldn’t touch the lights. He stayed at a safe distance, watching carefully. The lights didn’t move, though, they had been stuck to the trees and bushes around them.
“Magina, you know I wouldn’t bring you here if it wasn’t safe. The lights are powered my magic, but it is a teeny-tiny amount of magic and it isn’t dangerous at all.”
It was the word ‘teeny-tiny’ that made Magina relax. Because it was a stupid word and Kael rarely used stupid words. Besides, it was true. He confronted Magina with magic often but never with dangerous magic. Magina had simply been surprised by the amount of small and colourful lights all over the place. Now that he looked again, he found them very beautiful.
Around them night had settled but the small dots of light and colour illuminated an area in which a couch stood. In the middle of the forest, a couch. With Kael being the most powerful of all mages that shouldn’t be surprising yet when the Invoker had suggested a romantic picnic Magina had pictured it as it was done by others: with a blanket on the ground on a meadow on a sunny day.
Of course the Invoker wouldn’t sit on the ground.
Kael took Magina’s hand and pulled him towards the couch. They settled on it, then the Anti-Mage stared at the lights. “They are beautiful.”
Some of the lights were yellow, almost white, and these were the ones to give actual light off. But there were others as well, in all possible colours. They were all around them, hanging in the trees, even above their heads, like colourful stars. It was very romantic and even though it couldn’t have taken Kael much effort to create this place Magina appreciated it.
He pulled his knees to his chest and snuggled against the mage, who was still holding his hand. He was comfortable, seeing the benefit of a couch in the forest. He forgot about the picnic part.
It was a nice evening, cosy and quiet. And when Kael smiled, Magina was caught by it. He leaned over, wanting to capture the smile with his lips, wanting to feel it in addition to seeing it. It was rare enough and he wanted to sink into it, into Kael, until nothing in the world remained but him.
Kael couldn’t stop smiling when Magina was this cuddly. After his first shock he had relaxed and was clearly enjoying what the Invoker had prepared. When Magina leaned over to kiss him, he was happy. Content to sit here, in the soft glow of fairy lights, with Magina by his side.