The cold metal of his blade is pressed against her throat. His mouth brushes her earlobe as he speaks,
"I want this. I want to practice with you. I want to design battle strategies with you, I want to fight by your side and I want..... you. Damn, I cannot stop thinking about you, Silver. I may be falling for you, Pirate girl"
His words send a shiver down her spine, but she doesn't falter. In a swift moment he is pinned beneath her, her knee on his chest and her blade pointing his heart.
"You could have been killed for that, you know." She says.
"But I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I didn't try, even once." He retorts.
Her blade inches closer.
"Practice is over, general." She says in cold voice, dismissing him.