Crystal eyes linger on her pretty face, his breath catches in his throat as she answers his question. Yes A smile stretches across his pink lips, she would come to the Forest. He tries to hide the excitement that now vibrates within his body. They would meet again, the promise lingers between them. Soon. He would wait in anticipation to see her petite, beautiful head bobbing above the waves. They would meet on that sandy shore, and he would show her the beauty that Luthien held.
As she steps forward, pressing her lips against his cheek, he feels a warmth spread. Embarrassment? No, shyness. As she pulls away, he silently wishes that she did not have to go. That she would stay and accompany him on his quest to find his mother. "Goodbye, Avangeline. Tell we meet again." He offers her the goodbye, that he hopes will not be permanent. His eyes follow her until she disappears into the night. With a sigh, he pivots away from their meeting place. He would remember this night.
Never would he forget...
Her.
