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Crystal Heart · 05-04-2004, 04:30 PM

She had been filled with fear at the sight of Roryn almost falling off his horse. As they reached him, she could hear the others talking but she was shuttering. She breathed slowly to try to quench her fears. Her arms still held onto Atharen's waist. She knew she was shaking. The race had been fun right up until the moment that Roryn had almost lost his life.

Crystal settled herself down and could feel Atharen's heart beat through her hands. She laid her head upon his back to hear his heart beat and heard him breathing. There was something so intoxicating about just sitting there. Strands of her hair had fallen out of her usual braid and encircled her face.

He had named her horse. Had allowed her to name his. Was acting so different towards her and didn't seem to mind their close proximity. She wanted to find out if he felt the same way. She wanted to take him aside and talk to him in private.

But she wasn't brave enough to come out and tell him what she was thinking and feeling.

They had slowed down now and she decided to take her chance. She leaned close to Atharen's ear and whispered, "Atharen, when we get a moment alone I need to talk to you about something rather important." She took a deep breath and swallowed hard, hoping that she wasn't making a mistake.

05-04-2004, 04:30 PM	#24
Crystal Heart Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Rohan Posts: 568	She had been filled with fear at the sight of Roryn almost falling off his horse. As they reached him, she could hear the others talking but she was shuttering. She breathed slowly to try to quench her fears. Her arms still held onto Atharen's waist. She knew she was shaking. The race had been fun right up until the moment that Roryn had almost lost his life. Crystal settled herself down and could feel Atharen's heart beat through her hands. She laid her head upon his back to hear his heart beat and heard him breathing. There was something so intoxicating about just sitting there. Strands of her hair had fallen out of her usual braid and encircled her face. He had named her horse. Had allowed her to name his. Was acting so different towards her and didn't seem to mind their close proximity. She wanted to find out if he felt the same way. She wanted to take him aside and talk to him in private. But she wasn't brave enough to come out and tell him what she was thinking and feeling. They had slowed down now and she decided to take her chance. She leaned close to Atharen's ear and whispered, "Atharen, when we get a moment alone I need to talk to you about something rather important." She took a deep breath and swallowed hard, hoping that she wasn't making a mistake.