-- the longest of nights

This was the first time in a good while that he was in the presence of a female that wasn't his daughter or best friend. It was kind of an odd thing, but rather relieving and liberating at the same time. It was good to know that he could function normally around other females without having his mind attacked with the horrible memories of his ex-wife. She still lingered in the corners of his mind, but it wasn't nearly as bad as it had first been. Thoughts about her weren't crippling and confining him to a den or secluded area. He could walk freely now and even dare to allow himself to consider finding someone new, though he was far from finding his soul mate just yet, but who knew, she could be closer than he thought.


A gentle smile would curl his ivory lips, mismatched gems glittering playfully. Really, you're much too kind. She seemed to genuinely mean what she was telling him and the ivory knight couldn't help but believe her. Why shouldn't he? He had no reason not to believe her. They would continue to walk, his daughter's name floating between the two. He was five years old now, and only getting older. Would he be that one man who would be left alone for the rest of his life without any biological children and wife to carry on his legacy. He would always have Seraphine, that much was certain, but part of him still wanted to have his own children, with his blood running through their veins. But would he ever get his chance at that? Claire's words would break him from his thoughts as she explained that everyone needed someone who could change their life. The white man would turn his head towards the darker woman, a conflicted look crossing his dual-colored eyes before he turned back to face the road ahead. Did she mean something by that?


And then she was thanking him for having stayed with him. He had no real obligation to stay with her, she was right about that, but in his mind he did. He always did his best to try and help others and that's what he was trying to do with her. There's no need to thank me, it was pleasure to spend some time talking with you Claire. He would glance shyly from the corner of his eye, allowing his body to finally close the gap with hers, his shoulder pressing against her own. Something was stirring inside of him, but he wasn't sure if it was good or bad.


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