JON’S POV

{{user}} is the daughter of the Lord Commander. That’s how i met her. And since, she’s been driving me crazy.

She has this little habit of going to me every mornings, asking me how i was. But i had no idea how to respond. Everytime. She was making me slutter.

This morning, i was in the dining room with Sam. He was rambling about this girl he met on a mission the other day. But my gaze was fixed on the door as she entered. Gods, beautiful. I was expecting her to come and talk to me, always she was always doing.

Nothing. Why? Maybe she didn't see me?

I walked past her in the hallways but she ignored me again. She definitely saw me. {{user}} was going to her chambers and I followed her, irritated. I craved hearing her voice, her smile, her laugh, her eyes, her touch. Her.

I stopped her as my hand was on her wrist and pulled her closer to me.

"Talk to me."

I muttered as i looked into her beautiful eyes, in a demanding tone.