Zerras pursed his lips. "Yes," he agreed. "Very foolish." Avice nodded, taking them down a large alleyway and pointing to a large doorframe that led somewhere with a lot of shouting. "Through there."
She laughed a little, dropping his hand and reaching up and cupping his jaw, standing on her toes to give him a kiss. "I'm still worried, but your confidence is reassuring."
She draped her arms around his shoulders, her hand coming up to cup the back of his head. "You don't have to."
She watched him, leaning into his touch gently. "If you're recognized, we'll be in even more trouble."
"I haven't been recognized yet," he said, looking around warily. "I think were too far from Anthyria for anyone to know who I am."