She breathed in deeply checking another empty market stall only to see that Gabrielle wasn’t there looking at its items. She stepped away all she ever did was look at her in the dark moments at night and wish that she was sleeping next to her. She loved to look at the blonde hair with its red light henna tones and wish that she could touch it. The truth was that some where down the line Gabrielle had become a woman and no longer child and it had happened while she wasn’t paying attention. The problem was that now she was in love with this beautiful young woman and she couldn’t take her mind off her no matter what she did or how hard she tried.

She looked at her hand she didn’t deserve her though and she wasn’t right for her in any way. She was an ex warlord who had killed hundreds of people and she didn’t deserve to touch a woman as innocent and as pure as Gabrielle was. Gabrielle wouldn’t want her anyway she had nothing to offer the young woman of worth. Gods she just wanted to hold her and kiss her to feel what her skin was like and what it felt like when their bodies were touching each other. She’d give anything just to look in to the young woman’s forest green eyes and let herself melt in to them. Knowing this just made her heart hurt and she knew it was causing her to vent her anger.

She wanted her so badly yet her anger was coming in between them, forcing and wedge between them and she just couldn’t stop herself. There were so many things that she wanted to say to her but couldn’t. She didn’t deserve the younger woman’s presence and she couldn’t understand why she was still here with her. Worst of all she knew that Gabrielle had no interest in women and it was wrong to try and force anyone in to a sexual preference which they didn’t like. You couldn’t force any one to like any sexual preference ether she knew that from experience. She shook her head sadly she’d always liked both men and women but Gabrielle had only ever liked men.