C POV
I sighed. My busy church duties didn't erase any memories of HIM. Every time I closed my eyes, I remembered the faint smell of rose petals and spice. When we kissed, it just felt…right.
"Hey, Crys," said Tandar, swiftly transforming into a human. He kissed me on the cheek. I couldn't help but compare it to THAT kiss. Oh for the love of Paladine, why was I thinking about him again?
"Hey," I said, smiling faintly.
Tandar frowned. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
I wanted to tell him: Yes, I'm in love with Raistlin Majere. However, I shook my head and said, "Nothing."
He pursed his lips. "Nothing? You could have fooled me. Your gray eyes turn deep blue whenever you have something on your mind."
"Seriously, won't you leave me alone?" I snapped. In reality, I was feeling uncomfortable. My gray eyes were a dead giveaway.
Tandar sighed and walked away. He knew that he had reached his limit.
I waited until his footsteps had died away and communed with Paladine.
Paladine, help me!
Yo, how's my favourite cleric?
I'm feeling perfectly horrible! I think I'm still in love…with HIM.
Whoa, girl! I thought we were over this already!
I sighed. Exactly.
Look, Crys, forget about him. Black robed mages don't make good boyfriends/lovers/husbands.
Now just you wait a minute. Who says he's going to be my boyfriend?
Says you, kiddo.
Oh, shut up!
Hey, that's no way to talk to your old…god!
Whatever. Leave me alone, please?
Hey, whatever floats your boat, honey.
When he finally left me alone and I drifted off to sleep, I dreamt of a pair of glittering, golden, hourglass eyes…
