she will think him a fool if he continues staring at her, smile on his lips and stars in his eyes . . . as though she’s hung the very moon in the sky, and scattered the heavens ‘round it for their pleasure. yet drake cannot help it. when he is in her presence, the entire world seems to shrink ; something so vast and wonderful turns to her, her, her. everything is morwenna, everything is beautiful, and he could live in this moment forever, if only for the pleasure of seeing her smile at him.
❝ aye. ❞ he jolts to awareness, sitting upright a bit and blinking, as though wakened from a dream. ❝ i be listening! every last word... ‘tis music to my ears. ❞ he can’t help it as his grin widens. ❝ do ye doubt me? ❞