Elaine
She loved his eyes. She'd told him so once while lamenting over how white and pristine her narrow world was. She had told him that she loved the glittering ruby red of his eyes. How they were more beautiful than mere words could ever express.
She shivered each time he spoke.
There was simply something about his low almost husky voice that sent chills of want and need running down her spine. He knew this.
And as such made a point of speaking to her as often as possible.
The way he watched her was like that of a predator awaiting to strike.
He'd been a bandit and thief for the better part of his twenty something years, and as such his nature was more feral and predatory than most other humans she had ever met. The way he ate, the way he drank, even the very way he sat or stood in absolute stillness and watched her flutter about from one place to another like a little butterfly.
Whenever she shifted, he would watch. Whenever she moved across the way, he watched.
He watched her when she was awake. And even when she slept the deep, dreamless sleep of her kind.
He loved her.
Quite possible ever since the first time she had blown him away, literally.
He'd always been the type of man to become attracted to women who could knock him around. Of course it was one thing to be a masochist. It was another entirely to become attracted to someone who was simply protecting a holy treasure that was believed to be a legend and nothing more.
And then there was her appearance...
He'd always had a soft spot for kids.
And her appearance was deceptively like that of a small child. Perhaps that was what made her death so painful to him. She had been a rarity in his dark and bloody world.
He was a bandit/thief and even a killer.
She had been a holy maiden. Something pure and beautiful.
He was a worthless human.
She had been a fairy.
He had come to the sacred spring located in the Fairy Forest to steal the elixir of immortality.
She had stayed his hand and in the process had become a thief much like himself.
She had stolen his heart. And the day that the demon had attacked and killed her, the day that she had given him his immortality had been the day that she had both blessed and cursed him.