But she had the grace to blush as she smiled, and then she glanced at the children before returning her gaze to him and their eyes seemed to lock together. Something awoke within him and, for one long eternal moment, he felt he was lost within her eyes. Brown eyes, the colour of hazelnuts he reflected, with flecks like pure gold that danced in the light. Oh, for the sake of the spirits… I sound like a lovelorn fool… but she is so pretty… Uther wiped a sudden flush of sweat from his brow. The sounds of celebration had all but disappeared and after a moment, he realised that her lips had been moving and that she was saying something. She was pointing to the children, introducing them. Two young girls were walking towards them… the youngest girl was familiar, but he couldn't place her.
'I'm
