Even though the scenery was extremely beautiful, Zak couldn't take his eyes off Esmee. For him, there was nothing more beautiful than her. He then kissed the hand he was still holding, and Esmee caressed his cheek with her other hand.
"How have you been doing, Zak?" Esmee finally asked him, as Zak seemed a little lost in his thoughts.
Zak smiled at her and said proudly, "I have worked hard these past few days. Soon I will become a Priest, and I will finally be strong enough to protect you."
He added, "Thanks to Colin, my innate fighting skills have developed tremendously, and I learned a few new powerful spells. This training is really the best I've had so far."
Esmee smiled back at him but still said, "I know that you want to prove yourself, but remember that even if you become a Priest, you still have the choice to fight or not in this war. You are just 18 years old; nobody will force you, and no one will say anything if you choose to withdraw."
