"I think that makes this piece of cloth mine," she said.
He took it, kissed her forehead again.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"You," he said.
She smiled. "Silly. What do you want out of life?"
"You first," he said.
She smiled. "My desires are simpler. I want people to be happy. To live free. And well. With enough to eat. In good health.I want to serve the pavilion here and live a life serving others" She shrugged. "I like it when people are happy." She smiled at him. "And brave. And good."
He winced. "War must be very hard on you."
He Winced again. "Brave and good?"
"Yes," she said. She shook her head. "You don"t know me very well, not yet. Now you. What do you want?"
He shook his head. He didn"t dare tell the truth and didn"t want to lie to her. So he tried to find a middle ground. "To defy the heavens, and everyone under it."
