Tinsley Family/RP/Love Declared
Love Declared (where Willem shares his love to Ilya)
After a nice picnic on the shore of Silver Lake in Barad Falas, Willem guided the conversation from horses and guildhouses to what he'd been planning on telling Ilya on the road from Belegmon to Barad Falas. He turned to her.
- My dear, there are some things that I need to tell you. Thoughts and feelings that I have. I'd ask you to listen and not to speak until I've shared them with you. This not to keep you quiet, for I enjoy the sound of your voice. But, I need to talk and not get side-tracked. I hope that you understand and will honor that simple request.
He paused, stammering a bit.
- Some of these items you've heard before, but I feel that I need to tell you again. On this, too, I ask that you humor me.
- Over the past few months, as we've gotten to know each other, I have found myself more and more attracted to you, in a variety of ways. When we corresponded before we met, I found your thoughts intriguing. Then, when we met at your parent's manor, I found you a beautiful sight to behold. As the weeks went by, I found myself attracted to you because of your feelings, emotions and insight. You have a lot of depth and poise for such a young woman. As the months went by, and I've seen you in a variety of situations, I fell for you more.
- Your heart shows through when you look at the families that need care. It is a tender heart. A large heart, full of compassion.
Willem takes her hand and looks deep into her eyes. Gaining confidence, he continues...
- I have told you before that I am yours. But those instances were written in letters. I want to declare it to you now, and forever. I am yours. I love you, Ilya. At least I think that it is love. I've never had feelings like this for any other. Ilya, I don't want to startle or scare you with that declaration, but I don't think that I will. I felt that I must tell you. On one hand, it was not easy for me to speak those words, but on the other, they felt like the most natural things to say. I've been thinking these thoughts for weeks. I wanted to share them with you on the way from Belegmon, but with Fea getting loose, and my men ahead of me...
- I see that I'm rambling again. Please forgive me.
He brushed the hair from her face and waited for her reply.
