Neal looked out from his window. Star-cross'd lovers? He thought bemusedly
with a wry smile as he stared at the two distant figures, one of his best
friend and love Kel and one of the high commander of the King's Own Raoul.
He sighed heavily as he retreated into his chamber, sinking down heavily
into his chair. Faint herb smells wafted to his nose, calming him down and
allowing him to think reasonable for the time being.
I should have said something before something like this happened, he thought regretfully, remembering what had happened between her and Cleon and Kel's growing affection for Raoul. Cleon was someone Neal didn't have to worry about but Raoul, he was a different story. A dashing successful man like Raoul was a man hardly any woman could resist.
What made it even more of a daunting task was the fact that Raoul was a man who hardly toyed with a woman's feeling. He rarely fell in love and he rarely fell out of love. If he said, "I love you," there was no doubt that he truly meant it, even if it killed him.
He ran his hand over his hair in frustration. He wasn't anyone special that made him stand out. Sure he was funny, but that was all he had. He didn't have the special characteristics that made a man, a man. If only there could be a way to win her heart...
He shook his head of the nonsense that crept into his mind. He would not force her to love him. No matter how tempting it sounded, he refused to willfully change a girl's affection, especially if the girl was his best friend.
I should have said something before something like this happened, he thought regretfully, remembering what had happened between her and Cleon and Kel's growing affection for Raoul. Cleon was someone Neal didn't have to worry about but Raoul, he was a different story. A dashing successful man like Raoul was a man hardly any woman could resist.
What made it even more of a daunting task was the fact that Raoul was a man who hardly toyed with a woman's feeling. He rarely fell in love and he rarely fell out of love. If he said, "I love you," there was no doubt that he truly meant it, even if it killed him.
He ran his hand over his hair in frustration. He wasn't anyone special that made him stand out. Sure he was funny, but that was all he had. He didn't have the special characteristics that made a man, a man. If only there could be a way to win her heart...
He shook his head of the nonsense that crept into his mind. He would not force her to love him. No matter how tempting it sounded, he refused to willfully change a girl's affection, especially if the girl was his best friend.