As if recent, the scent he sensed that night when lifting her in a dance, the small glimpse of a smile in an expressionless visage… and the recall of how glad her body made his once indifferent touch made him grin in thrilled delight. Mesmerised as he realised how bewitched he had fallen without knowing for the pure appeal of his lady.
"Solely now that I need to keep my hands to myself it is that I recognise how much more special you have always been, my dear..." — He sighed overwhelmed by the emotions. Contemplating in the present that allowed the acknowledgement. — 'I appreciate the chance traditions provide… since I have no other choice but to do so to feed my thirst for you now.'
A deep breath was taken to gather some energy, and the light from the outside of a window was measured by his dazzled eyes. Praying with the whole of his spirit so the sun would move faster to make the noon arrive with its shine.