"Yes, I am alright. I have been hurt worse, but I guess I have taken a knock to the head." Ish pushed her hair out of her face and smiled at Maleus, before continuing to polish the sword. As usual her whole being was aware of his presence and it drew her attention even if she tried to concentrate on her work. And so she stopped to watch him move around the tent.
He seemed as self-assured as usual, yet there was more in his eyes as he looked down at her. Her eyes grew wide at the question and she paled, then blushed. If he had asked, he could have had her long before now. Ish exhaled the breath she had held and ran the sharpening stone along the length of the sword a last time, calmly and deliberately even though her hand trembled slightly. Then she rose slowly and offered the Dane his sword back while she gazed into his eyes intently. "Yes", she breathed and stepped closer, while she heard her blood rush in her ears. The sword was laid to the side and her body pressed to his as she stood on her toes and pulled his head down to hers to kiss him deeply.