He kissed her, and then gave her good advice. "Alright Lyk, I'll remember that." So she brought her lips to his once more, pressing lightly at first, letting the warmth of his lips on hers, then deepening the kiss. She could feel his breath on the side of her mouth, cooling the wetness of their mouths. If her father could see her now, he would probably kill her. But then, he did send her here.