"They are almost ashore," Alleria reported, her sharp elven eyes seeing farther then theirs. She turned toward Turalyon. "Best ready your man for the attack."
Turalyon nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
He had seen women before, of course, and nothing about his Order forbade relationships or even marriage.
But the elven ranger made every other woman he had ever met seem both weak and rough at the same time.
She was so confident, so graceful, and so lovely his mouth ran dry every time he saw her, and he often found himself trembling and sweating like a horse that had just run a hard race.
And judging by the glint in her eyes and the half-smile when she said anything to him, Turalyon suspected she knew and enjoyed his discomfort.
Turalyon nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
He had seen women before, of course, and nothing about his Order forbade relationships or even marriage.
But the elven ranger made every other woman he had ever met seem both weak and rough at the same time.
She was so confident, so graceful, and so lovely his mouth ran dry every time he saw her, and he often found himself trembling and sweating like a horse that had just run a hard race.
And judging by the glint in her eyes and the half-smile when she said anything to him, Turalyon suspected she knew and enjoyed his discomfort.
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário