"I must leave now, Boyce. The Mother Abbes had given me chores to do when you are well enough to be let alone."
Boyce lost the smile that he had on his face. He rolled his eyes and gasped while he stretched out his hand to her.
"But, I'm not well, Lilith!" he cried to her, hoarsely, and she laughed at his sweet attempt to keep her near to him.
"You are a very silly man." she told him then went over to him and kissed him on the forehead. "You're sweet, too!"
"Will I see you later?" Boyce asked her in a solemn voice and he took her hand.
Smiled and nodded.
"You will be on your feet tomorrow and we can walk in the garden." she promised and he kissed her hand while he gazed right into her beautifully large brown eyes."
"Sleep easy and may your dreams be sweet!" she said.
"They will be sweet … I will dream of you!"
Her heart was beating heavily and her quick breaths passed through her like burning spears when she made her way out of the room.