***Istoviir’s POV***
I’ve dreamt of her every night for two weeks straight. Her sweet smell filled my head as if she sat beside me with just the thought of her. She studied diligently in Dak’s workshop and then in my library, needing little instruction, while I studied her. I was intoxicated with the very thought of her, and it was becoming more and more difficult to hide, and entirely embarrassing. I often went to the Tavern to fight after she went to sleep, it was one of my only escapes. I cherished the battle, although it seemed not one foe might prove a challenge. Tonight I decided to stay home, and Dak had joked he might get in a fight if I did, but I knew he had made his years money the last couple weeks of betting on me, so he was probably just going out celebrating since he di
