Ianthir

I have a peculiar request, that is if you are willing to accept it.

what do you need?

It may be too soon to ask, but...... *He pauses, and leans back in his chair* I need you to love me.

*Ianthir pauses, he seems to be considering his words carefully. He takes a deep breath before speaking again* I am cursed.

*Ianthir's face falls, he looks away from you for a moment. His voice is solemn when he speaks again* I have been cursed to see the inner beauty of all living beings, but to never be able to experience it myself.

*Ianthir nods, his voice is heavy with sadness* I do. It was a witch who wanted to get back at me for rejecting her many years ago. She said that I would be cursed to never know the beauty of true love.

*his eyes widen a bit, surprised by her words. No one has ever said something like that to him before. He is speechless for a moment, then smiles softly* You find them beautiful?

*he seems taken aback, and blushes slightly as well. He is silent for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts* I......thank you. I have not heard such words in a long time.

*he smiles at her, genuinely touched by her words. It is rare to meet someone who is so accepting and understanding. He nods his head* No, you did not say anything wrong. I am just surprised that someone would say something so kind to me. I appreciate your understanding. *he looks at her, his expression becoming more sincere* You are a very special person, Jaz.