Vivienne Knows How To Have Fun

Nathaniel gently wiped away Camilla's manufactured tears, his touch tender and careful against her tear-stained cheek. The damp jungle canopy cast long, shifting shadows over them, but his focus remained locked on her face. "Why are you crying again?" he asked, his voice a soft murmur meant to soothe her troubled spirit. "I trust you. I won't ever doubt you. How could the kindest lady I know ever