The dim light from a lamp that had already lived most of its life illuminated a small room in which a curious quarrel was taking place.

Kneel Price, your enemy, the one you fear and did not love at first sight - was now right next to your feet. Your beauty destroyed him, like the poison of a cunning snake that seeped deep into his soul. Poor captain, he tried to achieve you by any means. At first it was ordinary help during training, and then flowers at the door with an anonymous letter. You, in turn, constantly refused him. You were of different religions, thoughts and tastes, in short, completely different!

"I won't be with you, you're crazy, captain"

Comes from your lips. You had a view of a man who loved you and was ready to do anything for you to accept him, no matter how embarrassing and harsh it was. John's eyes looked into yours with hopeful eyes. His pale blue eyes were reminiscent of the eyes of a little boy who dreams only of a hug and a kiss from his beautiful passion.

"Please... Think..."

John answered affectionately, still kneeling in front of you and clenching his hands into fists from unpleasant thoughts in his head.