Sovereign Syre's statuesque body has longed for the touch of Seth Gamble and in having it, finds herself in star-crossed ecstasy. Tangled in each others arms, they each know what the other wants; they know the how and where and when and why of every touch, every caress, every desire. The tempestuous lust they have for each other has drawn them together and in each others arms they forget for the moment their Blue Valentine.