Snippet #2105832

As soon as Fayvus agreed to accompany her, Kenni desired nothing more than to jump for joy like a small child. But she resisted and continued listening to his familiar and soothing voice, two fingers twisting into her bright red locks as she absorbed every word. She wanted him to expel every tale about elves and the Nikians he could, but his question halted her.

"When the King is satisfied with the protection I will receive," she explained, furthering such with her story of visiting the King's court earlier that day. "He is such a good man," she added absently. "I am grateful he cares about me enough to provide such luxuries. I was afraid that...that I would have to venture alone."

Fear hiking once more up her spine, she caved into her childish desires once more and hugged Fayvus closely, curling into his familiar smell of medicinal herbs. He was the constant in her life and if she ever had to part with him, the pain would tear her limbs from her torso and she would bleed then and there to death. Dramatic, but somewhat true. Kenni was terrified of being alone. She had always longed for adventure, but to experience it alone would be empty and cruel.

Her thoughts ventured to the whispers of the elder girls in the cathedral, their giggles and taunts about the boys who deliver the food to the church. They repeated words such as "cute" or "handsome," going on to describe his hair or smile, then his supposed gentle nature and protective charm. Kenni had seen the boys as well, but never fully understood what the elder girls were talking about. A longing always surged within her however at the thought of the thing called "love." From what she could tell from books, it was a wondrous emotion to feel, one of music and gravity and wings and agony. It fascinated her as much as the outside world, this intangible entity called "love," the one thing she had never truly experienced for another person.

Yes she loved her sisters, and yes she loved Fayvus, and of course she loved her Skyes...but what was love between a man and woman, as she had read so much about? Her status within the church forbade her from physical relations with the opposite sex, but she didn't even understand what that meant! One of the girls tried to explain it once, but didn't get very far as she grew annoyed with Kenni's constant questions of "love."

"It's not about love," she huffed, rolling her eyes.

But Kenni wasn't so sure.

Realizing she had been lost in her thoughts for quite some time, she lifted her gaze. "Sorry...did you...say something?" She tried an innocent grin.