She looked up, her eyes dancing with their usual fire. She didn't look angry; she looked like she’d finally found a partner in her games.
Elchin was captivated by her spirit. His heart felt like a restless bird every time she passed, but he was a weaver’s son, and she was the daughter of a wealthy merchant. To speak his love aloud felt impossible, so he let it be "decel" on paper instead. Menim Asqim Cox Sirdi Deceldi
His friends teased him. "Elchin, what are you hiding in there? A map to buried treasure?" She looked up, her eyes dancing with their usual fire