Her face is rendered uncommonly intelligent by the beautiful expression of her dark eyes. And I’m forced to acknowledge her figure as both light and pleasing. And that her arms are surprisingly muscular, yet not so much as to be unfeminine.
You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.
Of all the weapons in the world, I now know love to be the most dangerous, for I have suffered a mortal wound.