Before she'd gotten to the village, Analisa had never had this kind of experience before. Then there was Godolfr, and while that was all thrilling and exciting, she hadn't known him the way she knew Cedric. She hadn't realized how long she'd been waiting for him until she found herself kissing him back, moving her lips gently against his, reaching out to hold him closer. Though she wouldn't call her self experienced by any means, this seemed natural, like it was always meant to be.