Eventine made sure his guest was well fed and well taken care of. He found him in the Garden of life sitting under a tree reading. He would soon have to return to his people.

A little ways off was Aischa dancing in the meadow with her friends. So the mighty Prince of Callahorn was not reading at all. He was watching the princess.

"Quite good isn't she?" Eventine asked to confirm his suspicion.

"Very much so." Balinor nodded. His wounds were healing nicely.

"I meant the book Prince." Eventine said a little harder than he had meant to.

"Oh...forgive me..." Balinor said turning to look at the King.

"You like her don't you."

"Is that possible for short a time?"

"I was married for a year before she was born Balinor. I know the haunted look of a man in love." He smiled. "I was casting those eyes at her mother fifteen years ago."

"But she is so young. She is more than half my age. It is insanity."

Eventine watched his friend watch his daughter dance.

She turned to look at him. She smiled and then continues.

Eventine smiled. "She likes you my friend. She dances for you."

Balinor smiled and started to clap to the beat as the young woman danced.

Eventine got an idea.

**

Sunset fell in the Westerland.

At the royal manor a party was getting under way.

His highness King Eventine was throwing a party for his daughter's birthday. She was turning fifteen.

All the guests watched as the princess danced to a strong active beat. Balinor sat with the King admiring the princess who was a bud on the edge of womanhood. She would bloom and be a lithe beautiful woman.

She danced and pulled Balinor up to dance with her. The large Borderman was caught off guard and stood looking at her.

"Dance with me." She said and flashed a smile. He never would forget that smile from then on he was smitten with her.