Narlyd had left.
Her arrival was sudden, her departure crisp, with no dragging of feet. However, before she left, she repeatedly told Richard that she would honor her three-year promise, and would definitely come back to marry him after three years.
Marry…
Richard simply laughed it off.
For him, there were many matters to attend to, with no time or interest to devote to such playful and trivial matters. Meeting Narlyd was just a minor episode in his mundane life. Seeing her body rise from the bath was merely a fleeting moment of marvel, never to be seriously indulged in.
Of course, this wasn't to say he lacked desires, as if he were a robot. In fact, his mind was perfectly normal, possessing emotions, desires, lethargy, and passion like any other human.
But he chose to let rationality dominate it all; thus, he would always suppress his emotions, desires, passions, and so forth.
Everything he did was for one purpose—to resolve the biggest doubt in his heart.
