Day Dream
Turn 1: I Want Him
Two figures stood hidden in the shade. The gleam of violet irises and the glare of spectacles could be caught if one payed close enough attention. However the only people around to notice were too busy being paired off for some practice sparring rounds.
Violet eyes locked onto a full head of brown curls. The enlisted soldier stood tall and confident, completely oblivious that he was under observation. He gripped his saber and lunged at his opponent with all the grace of a bird in flight. A melody of metal colliding on metal filled the air of the military training ground.
"The Eastern Lance Corporal."
"Interesting. Do you care to watch any of the other soldiers, Your Highness?"
"No, he will do."