He couldn’t sleep. She haunted his dreams at night and his vision at daytime. He got out of bed and put his shirt and breeches on. Then he crept down the corridor towards the practice court, where he knew she would be.

His cerulean eyes were glued to her, watching her beautiful body do a glaive exercise. Her light brown hair glowed blonde in the dawn rays as it swished around her shoulders

She turned towards him. “Dom, what are you doing here?” she asked, her hazel eyes sparkling.

“I had to see you,” he answered, his eyes never leaving hers.

“why?” she asked, hearing her light melodic voice filled him with joy. “You see me everyday”

“Are you alright? She asked, inspecting his face, “What’s wrong?” she asked again, her voice filled with concern.

This has gone on to long, he thought. I have to tell her