Mighty Revelations III

Eliana gazed at the boy and smiled softly. In some way, she envied him for the youthful exuberance that came with that age. The gracefulness of his speech and the lust and love that she found in his eyes. She saw innocence there too, if she looked too closely. She had not found innocence in Adrian the first time she met him.

Adrian had been too assimilated into the world when she met him. He had gone in too deep, been scarred too deep with wounds he refused to heal from, and when she began to try to love him, nurture him, and help him heal, he bluntly refused her help.

Eliana saw nine of those in Rhys. Maybe he was too good to even allow the world to affect him like that. To gentlemanly. She smiled; she liked how she could dream of being young again when she looked into his eyes. Pretend she was running through the halls of this very mansion when she was still a child, carefree, and not bothered about the world.

Rhys was the best man for Sophie. Although the two like to deny tha