Pretend
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Subtext Warning: there is no subtext; only maintext
The eyes are all I notice; ice blue and piercing – just like hers. I stare into them, willing the rest of her body to form. Alas, she remains the petite, ash-blonde woman - a far cry from who I want her to be. Still, the eyes draw me in and transport me back to the very first day I met her. It was so long ago; how did I feel? I remember the fear; fear of the slavers and what they were about to do. And then she saved me, and I looked into those eyes for the first time and I knew my place was beside her.
I think back then I didn't fully understand what was compelling me to follow her. I had convinced myself that it was because I wanted to be a great warrior and adventurer like her, despite my life-long dream of being a travelling bard.
Years later I finally understood. I understood the reason I followed her; the reason I felt safe and protected whenever she was around. It was love; plain and simple. Despite our hardships, betrayals, marriages and dalliances, we loved each other and no power in the universe could ever stop that. Even her death has not dampened the love I harbour for her. I'm never going to let her go; I still mean those words I spoke last time she left me. I won't say goodbye because I know that we'll be together again one day.
But for now I have to make do with what I have. I notice that the eyes are no longer meeting mine. I follow their path and smile. I cough politely and she looks up and blushes at being caught. I smile, lean forward and whisper in her ear. I don't wait for her response before I make my seductive journey to my room.
She follows, just like I knew she would. Just like all of the others have done before her. As she steps hesitantly towards me, I am reminded once again that it is not her. I take a deep breath and lose myself in those blue eyes, so like the ones that have given me strength, life, hope, laughter and above all love. No, it isn't her, but tonight, I can pretend.