He had never really thought about it. His life had always been far too busy with studying, reading, and completing the work his father assigned to him. Silas simply had never had the time to think about such things.
The last time he had felt any real interest in someone had been toward the man sitting right in front of him now, watching Silas with an expression that made it seem as though he did not want to hear whatever might come out of Silas's mouth.
Yes, even Silas himself was hesitant to speak when he could see just how uncomfortable Alric seemed with the topic.
"Hmm, how should I put it… Rather than having feelings for someone… I suppose it would be more accurate to say that there is something I love."
"What is it? If it isn't a person, then what is it? An object?"
