Rash, stubborn, hardheaded. I've been called all these, and more, by mine own father. I have never before been indecisive or so torn as I am.
Raak, dear sweet Raak - though others claim otherwise - has been kind and generous to me. I love him dearly, he his strong and handsome.
Altheric, what can I say? I was not expecting to fall in love with him. The quite, frequently aloof captain, he rarely gives anything away of his feelings. Yet he did ... or I thought so.
