Day 4,631

I don’t know what came over me last night, but I don’t regret it. And neither did Eina.

I guess I should have seen this coming. Eina is beautiful, and I do not deny that I had grown attracted to her, especially during this mission. But I suppressed my feelings. One because I am a decade older, and two because I am her teacher.

But last night in the lake, she confessed her feelings for me, and I could not refuse it. I feared what would happen if I did. She needed a diversion away from all the stress, and with no assurance that both of us will live for another month, I gave in and accepted her.

One thing led to another, and soon clothes were shed, and we were locked in passionate intimacy. I have had a few dalliances with women during my years, but Eina was the first one whom I gave my heart. It was fulfilling, and by the time our energies were spent, both of us were satisfied.

We lay there beside the pool for some minutes, basking in each other’s warmth and bare skin. Eina was a great lover—eager to learn, and easy to please. I tried my best to be gentle and slow, wanting her to engrave every sensation in her memory. In turn, she was vigorous and passionate.

I would have wanted for our moment to last longer, but I did not want everyone to worry and start searching for us. So I and Eina returned to the camp, our hands clasping one another with smiles on our faces. I do not doubt that some of our companions had guessed what we did judging by their teasing grins, but I did not care. I took Eina to my tent, and though we did not do anything, we were just content as we slept on the same bed roll.

Breakfast today was jovial. Eina was smiling a lot more, and there was a different gleam in her eyes whenever our gazes met. I knew then that I did the right thing.

We will be departing soon. And just like my promise to her last night under a bright silver moon, I will protect her no matter what comes our way.