Contest: Julian x Lena
A Moral Question
These are the facts that I know about her: her name is Lena, she is a priestess, and she was kidnapped by the Soothsires and safely escaped from their grasp (thanks to yours truly).
Julian thought on those three facts for a minute before sighing to himself.
Oh, and one more I forgot: I can't stop thinking about her.
The sun had barely just risen and Julian was already up and wandering the camp. If he was being honest to himself, he had been up for almost the entire night; at least, his mind had been. He'd lain in his tent, tormented by the conflict that facts two and four created-thinking about a priestess so much could not be sanctioned, especially not coupled with the unfortunate reality that he only knew those four things about her. He internally fought to justify it the whole night through:
Of course I'd think of her so much, knowing so little about her. It's curiosity, right? Nothing wrong with that.
Although that morning, as he watched