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Alnar looks into Maschera eyes, now just noticing how beautiful they were. He has never seen a women with such a piercing, hypnotic stare. It was wonderful, bewitching, intoxicating.
He wanted to protect this women, protect her with his life. He could do anything when she was at his side. Just walking out of here seemed not only possible, but impossible not to occur. He trusted her completely, just as she trusted him.
Did she love him like he loved her? He asked himself and they walked down the passageways of the temple. He hoped so, hoped very much with all his heart and soul. He may have to earn that love, yes! He would do anything to earn that love, anything...
Do not worry my love, I am here with you and will not let enythign happen to you. You have nothing to fear, don't be afraid. He says, in what he hoped was a soothing and ressusuring voice. I will protect you as you me. Nothing can go wrong with you by my side, nor when I am at yours. he says, his often crass manner dropping into a more genteel tone.
And seeing Maschera, not Abzienta when he looks at her.
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Alnar looks into Maschera eyes, now just noticing how beautiful they were. He has never seen a women with such a piercing, hypnotic stare. It was wonderful, bewitching, intoxicating.
He wanted to protect this women, protect her with his life. He could do anything when she was at his side. Just walking out of here seemed not only possible, but impossible not to occur. He trusted her completely, just as she trusted him.
Did she love him like he loved her? He asked himself and they walked down the passageways of the temple. He hoped so, hoped very much with all his heart and soul. He may have to earn that love, yes! He would do anything to earn that love, anything...
Do not worry my love, I am here with you and will not let enythign happen to you. You have nothing to fear, don't be afraid. He says, in what he hoped was a soothing and ressusuring voice. I will protect you as you me. Nothing can go wrong with you by my side, nor when I am at yours. he says, his often crass manner dropping into a more genteel tone.
And seeing Maschera, not Abzienta when he looks at her.
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