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Always:    His eyes remained fixed upon the flower before him as it trembled in unison with the hand clenched tightly around its stem. It wasn't an extraordinary flower, but he needed something, anything to look at rather than that face, that face which was shade almost as red as the little, trembling flower itself. True, she had a fair face, beautiful even, framed by raven locks and -he tried hard to not look at them- adorned by an entrancing set of eyes of a green that made the grasses look pale in comparison. He had grown quite used to the sight  throughout the course of the few odd weeks he had spent in this place, yet, as hard as he ha

Evan walked down the hall, head high. He passed servants, offering them smiles and nods. They returned the gesture, just as quick. It pleased Evan that they were all so eager to greet him. Evan strode onto his balcony, seeing a figure already there. A woman stood alone, her hands on the railing. Evan quietly walked up behind her, wrapping his hands around her waist. The woman looked back and smiled. "there you are," she said quietly. "sorry I was late," Evan said just as quiet. "I had to take care of a few things." "I was afraid that you were going to miss it." The young woman smiled. Evan laughed quietly. "I wouldn't miss this, Nina."