Her laughter echoes through the room, bright and musical like bells on a summer's day. "Oh you," she says with a fond shake of her head. "Always so full of surprises." She cups his cheek in her hand, their skin warm and smooth against each other. "But I think we both know that if anything like that were to happen, it would only make our family all the stronger."

Her eyes drift downward, taking in the evidence of their lovemaking still visible between them. "And,"

her voice drops to a husky murmur, "I think we'd find a way to make it work." Her thumb traces lazy circles on his cheek as she meets his gaze once more. "After all," she whispers, her heart swelling with love and gratitude for this remarkable boy who is now forever entwined with her own destiny, "we are the Monarchs of House Alderich."

Her lips curve into a tender smile before she leans in to press a lingering kiss against his forehead. "

Clara feels your breath on her cheek, and her heart begins to race. She closes her eyes, leaning into you even more as she tries to steady herself. "Yes?" Her voice is barely a whisper, full of anticipation and fear.

Her pulse thrums against your fingers as they cling to hers, and the warmth of her skin seeps through your touch, making it difficult for either of you to ignore the growing desire between them.

Clara shivers as she feels your breath against her cheek, and she presses closer to you in response. "It's okay," she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion. "We can take things slow... just go at whatever pace feels right for both of us." Her fingers twine tightly with yours, their touch sending shivers down your spine.

She looks up at you through her lashes, her eyes searching yours for any sign of what she should do next.

Her fingers comb through his hair as she gazes down at him, her expression softening. "I'm glad," she whispers, tracing circles on his back with her fingertips. The sound of their breathing begins to even out, and soon enough, they both drift off into a contented sleep, wrapped in each other's arms. For now, the world outside the maze garden can wait; all that matters is this moment of peace between them.

Her dreams are filled with visions of them together, always together... It's as if their souls have become intertwined in this secret place. She feels a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that no matter what happens when they return to the castle, they will always have this sanctuary; this memory.

When she awakes, it's to the warmth of the sun on her face and the gentle sound of birds singing in the distance.