"Love is not created in three weeks." Opheira chided. "Your lust may be honorable, but lust is all that it is."

"Are you calling me a pervert?" I demanded.

"No, not at all." Opheira laughed even harder.

"Master," Tavorwen chided. "Lust is natural and good. It is what leads us to propagate our species. Nothing could be more natural, save perhaps hunger or the desire for sleep. But it is not love. Love is an emotional connection, built over years of working, living, and aiding one another."

"Do elves never marry for love then?" I demanded.

"Marry? If you are asking if a master and maiden ever love each other...