Kylar sat in his usual chair and stared out at the disappearing landscape in front of him. His thoughts had taken a turn over the past few weeks. His mind slowly drifted from thoughts of Elene to much more captivating thoughts of Vi.
He found himself, well, drawn towards her. He began noticing everything about her. The way her hips swayed when she moved, the way she bit her lip when she was deep in thought, the curvature of her body when she wore her tight clothing, the way it hugged her body in the most perfect way, especially around her supple brea– No! He stopped himself. What was wrong with him? Didn't Elene deserve his attention? Was he worse of a man than he thought, unable to be committed to a woman he loved?
His expression grew stern. He was frustrated at himself. Was he wrong to keep Elene as a memory, and move toward another future? Surely, Elene would want Kylar to continue his life. To become the strongest man he could be, and to become a savior to those unable to fight for themselves. Did that also mean that he should move on from her?
Shaking his head, he stood from his chair. The night had now fully set in and he grew weary from his internal dilemmas. He walked back to his room and changed into his softer clothes. In the next room, Vi would be sleeping. What does she think of me? His mind returned to the time when she and he were bound by the rings. She had felt something towards him. He remembered the way her face would flare red when he teased her and they'd bicker; yet he would sense feelings of warmth and desire towards him when they spoke.
There was no way she felt this way regarding him now. She treated him like a friend. He had made his feelings of love for Elene astoundingly clear and Vi had, he grimaced, felt his passion towards Elene when they made love.
Is this your work, Durzo Blint? You always said love was a noose. He grinned inwardly. Durzo was a great man who had honed skills seemingly beyond perfection when it came to killing, but was a hopeless child when it came to love.
He wasn't sure how long he could go without blatantly blurting out what he felt to Vi. Maybe if he spilled his heart out to her, she would understand, and maybe even return the feelings! Hah! She would take your heart and stomp on it. The thought suddenly died in his mind. She had changed. He felt it before when they had been emotionally attached, and he could still feel it now. She wasn't heartless; she wasn't a coldhearted killer… at least not anymore. She had even felt these same feelings towards him! She wouldn't just toss his heart aside like some piece of garbage. She had to understand. She must. Right?
His mind kept him awake at night. His thoughts of Vi still caused him to feel guilt towards Elene. Oh Elene. Kylar let his eyes close, and he drifted towards sleep. Forgive me.