Soft like ...
He confessed his likeness for my softer mannerisms. Something I thought I might never hear from the inquisitor's lips. Not now, ever, or in a Draenei's lifetime. My Scarlet always had a way with words. Sly with a tongue more silver then my own. Cunning in every definition of the word. He always surprised you with the softest, sweetest words. His timing so perfect, not once did I ever stop to realize how much of a natural he was with his charm. If I was not his, I would only assume he wished to recruit me for my enchantments and helping hand. Much to my confusion, I explained what a wife ought to do for their husband, injured or not. I was met with a smile. A pained smile, but a smile nonetheless. It felt as if the Light had washed over me after seeing such an endearing sight. All my heart felt was warmth. I would do anything to see him smile, that brightly, at me again. @loyalknight85