"𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 ... 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎"
Sherah Baguilat had her life all planned out. She is to serve God with her father, a missionary whose calling is to bring the...
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A sudden stirring broke the silence of the night. Immediately, I lifted my gaze, now creeping towards my tent's flap as I heard footsteps from the outside. A ray of light shone through as I slightly lifted the flap.
Captain Eli occupied my vision, his eyes alight with rage. I watched in silence as he walked past my tent. What had happened? He walked further away, disappearing in darkness as he advanced towards the meadow behind the thick canopy of trees.
I lowered my gaze in thought. It's hard to decipher his intentions towards Sherah. I couldn't tell if he simply wanted to make her pay for wounding him, as what the others had recanted, or he did want something else. One apparent thing however is he gazed at her ... differently. He has never looked at any woman like that. It's amazing how, for years, only he hadn't partaken with what the other men did with us women here. I almost came to believe he wasn't interested with women at all. I never saw him look with any desire – not until now.
What of Sherah? I bit my lip in apprehension. Perhaps something had already happened, but... why do I feel otherwise? Somehow, there was peace in my being I couldn't explain. I reached inside my pocket, the silver cross now glimmering in the moon's light as I slid it out. The Lord preserved her. Yes. There would be no reason for this peace had something evil took place tonight in that tent.
I released a sigh of relief, closing the flap as I withdrew backwards. I slid the cross back to my pocket, shutting my eyes as I lay back down. The night is cold. It's gonna be a while before dawn breaks. I hope Sherah regains strength enough to face the coming days. I whispered a prayer, interceding for her with each breath.
My lids unclasped, wonder filling my mind as I stared into the darkness. Why though? Why does he seem to have a regard her above all the women? Even over Nerissa who's been very vocal of her feelings for him. Was it simply physical attraction? Or was there something more to those longing gazes? I shifted, laying to my side as I resumed my thoughts. Either way, I pray the Lord restrains him of any evil intention. He's remained abstinent for years – not seeming to care about anything of that matter. Surely he wouldn't do such a thing to a woman now ... would he?
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