Pyris's thoughts were consumed by Selara, the moon elf whose beauty was still fresh in his mind.
Her elegance, the way her skin shimmered under the light, her graceful movements—everything about her pulled him in, and it was hard to focus on anything else.
He could still feel the stir of desire creeping through his veins as he made his way to meet Arabella.
"Selara Moonveil…" Pyris muttered under his breath, savoring her name. His mind was swirling with plans on how to cross paths with her again.
["I know that look,"] Lia teased. ["You're thinking about her, aren't you? You'll find a way to bring her into your fold, but you've got to focus."]
"Yes, Arabella is waiting," Pyris said, half-smiling. "But... that elf will be mine eventually."
Lia chuckled in his mind, knowing how Pyris worked. ["Just make sure Arabella doesn't catch you daydreaming about someone else."]
