Briar Moss sighed, burying his face in his hands. He couldn't get her out of his mind. Her sun kissed hair, her bright, blue eyes, her smile. Her voice and her laugh... Briar mentally groaned and put up his mental barrier; it would not do for Sandry to know what he was thinking. He took a sip out of his tea.
"You should tell her, you know"
He turned around to see Lark standing in the doorway of the kitchen, smiling warmly. She came over and sat across from him. He decided to play dumb.
"Who?" he asked. Lark raised an eyebrow.
"You should tell Sandry you love her, Briar" she said.
"But she doesn't love me back" he sighed.
"Yes, she does, Briar. I can see it by the way she looks at you." came the reply. Briar looked up at Lark, the woman who had been a mother to him for years, and smiled doubtfully.
"You think so?" his voice was quiet.
"Oh, I know so" Lark grinned, and got up. "Good luck, Briar"
Briar smiled and went back to thinking of Sandry, when a knock came at the door. He got up and opened it, expecting to see some Dedicate or another wanting Larks help, but froze when he saw who it was.
"Hello Briar" greeted Sandry, smiling her beautiful smile "I was just wondering if you wanted to go for a walk?"
Briar's initial shock wore off and he smiled in return. "Of course, but I thought you went back to your Uncle?" he said, offering her his arm. She giggled and took it.
"No, I was going to, but I thought it would be a nice evening for a walk...with you" she glanced at him shyly, blushing. Inside, He was bursting with joy. Outside, He tried to keep his face normal. Smiling down at her, he said "It is, you know. Though, every evening in perfect for a walk if you're with me"
Briar smiled again in satisfaction as she blushed like mad. She looked up at him, and stopped walking, grabbing both his hands in her own and staring down at them. "Briar... I..." She pulled in a deep breath and looked him in the eyes
"I love you, Briar"
Briar smiled, overjoyed. "I love you, Sandry" he whispered as he leant down, and kissed her. The kiss was short and sweet, let it was filled with so much passion, love, and a thousand other emotions. When they finally broke apart, Briar rested his forehead on hers, wrapping his arm around her waist as she put her hands on his shoulders. "I love so, so much"