"Promise you'll come back tomorrow?"
"Of course, promise you'll be here?"
Lance had met so many sailors and princesses and princes during the thousands of years that he had lived in these waters but he had never felt anything like this before, he had never felt anything like what he felt while holding Keith in his arms.
Keith had been in love before, or at least he thought he had. But the moment he saw Lance's glowing blue eyes he knew this was much more than he had ever felt before. This was meant to be, this was written in the stars, and why try to rewrite the stars when you could admire their beauty?