The intensity of these newfound emotions could be felt through the very air itself, and the Daoine a bhios a 'siubhal could feel the power of his prana as it brushed across her very soul. Oh, Màthair na h-uile, is this what it feels like? Ariel had never felt such strong emotions, but had heard of others who had and had given themselves totally to their partners. “I-yohn,” she hesitated, then took a step toward him, drawn by the strength of his life energy. Màthair na h-uile what should I do? She prayed to the feminine spirit of creation.
Iohn slowly came back to the present, and stared at the Daoine a bhios a 'siubhal. What is she thinking? He wondered as she slowly approached him. She nervously licked her lips and looked up at him. What is she doing?
Almost as if she were in a trance, Ariel slowly walked up to him. Dare I offer so much? How will he react? Could I handle it if he said no? She searched his face, searching for some hint as to what he wanted. She closed her eyes and poured out her soul to the Mother comforter.
Iohn watched her as she stood quietly, as if in meditation, then opened her eyes and gazed at him. All signs of agitation were gone and she seemed to be at total peace with whatever decision she had made. What is she doing? He wondered, as she slowly approached him and stood there for a moment. She looked down for a moment, then back up, meeting his eyes. Something has changed...she's more open, more confident, more feminine. When she slowly wet her lips, there was a smile that he hadn't seen before. It was as if she were about to do something that she had only dreamt of doing. Her green eyes sparkled, as if by an inner fire that was just now being stoked. Before his eyes, the rough and ready ranger was transformed into a desirable woman. When she gracefully knelt down at his feet and reached up with her right hand and gathered her hair, lifting it away from her neck. Then her lips moved and it took him a few minutes to hear her soft request.
“Iohn Sheperd, enthral me, please.” She leaned forward, submissively, offering herself totally to him. She held his gaze. Please I-yohn, dèan mise ribhse. Tha mi fada a bhith deiseil.(1).
Did she just ask what I think she asked? Iohn wondered as he watched her. He found himself at war within himself. Of course she did, you fool. She's a woman, you are a man, and she realizes it. His rational mind argued. But she's a free woman.. The more primitive part of his mind answered with, She knows what she wants, and she wants to be yours.
“I can't....” He whispered, drawing a low moan from the Daoine a bhios a 'siubhal.
Màthair na h-uile, he doesn't want me. Ariel closed her eyes, feeling as if the world had crushed her, body, mind, and soul. She gasped for breath, feeling her heart breaking. You stupid girl, of course he wouldn't want someone who looks like you do. Her shoulders slumped as all will left her body.
(1) make me yours. I long to be complete.
