Interview with Tanen from Unimaginable Lover
Did you turn out the way your parents predicted?
Tanen adjusts himself in the chair and straightens the collar on his shirt. His brow furrows. “Much to my chagrin, no. My father was a warrior. I was a disappointment to him."
I squirm in my seat. I am uncomfortable in the presence of this large male. “Why is that?"
He crosses his arms, his biceps bulging tight against his shirt sleeves. “Because I didn't follow in his footsteps. Instead, I chose to pursue knowledge and my love of the ancient scriptures."
What is your most treasured possession?
Tanen traces his finger along the pin that graces his collar. The silver metal, in the shape of the letter M, reflects the overhead lights with an unearthly glint. “My pin. It signifies my status as council leader and represents Lemuria and life ever after."
I stroke my fingers over the keyboard as I record his comments. The sound echoes around the large chamber, and a cool breeze runs over my shoulder. Goosebumps form.
He leans back in his chair and touches one of the sunstones lining the cave walls. The gem flares, brightening the room and the air warms. “Is that better? The crystals will take away the chill.”
“Thank you, Tanen.”
What do you value most?
He studies me for a moment before answering, his gaze flicking over my features. “King Noeh’s respect. I will do whatever he asks to help win this war against our enemy, the Gossum, and for our goddess, Alora."
I can't help but smile at his sincerity.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
He takes in a quick breath, and the muscles in his arms visibly tense. His eyes narrow. "I'd rather not say." He cracks his knuckles and his gaze tracks to my necklace.
My unease is once again forefront in my mind. The chair is suddenly rock hard beneath my bottom and no amount of heat in the room will take away the chill running down my back.
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
The smile returns to his face. His blue eyes swirl with gold flecks, mixing together in a beautiful dance.
Despite my nervousness, I’m mesmerized.
He winks. "Ignorance."
When he didn't elaborate further, I clear my throat. “Time to move on.”
What scares you?
He places his arms on his thighs and leans forward. “Failing my king."
I wouldn’t want to face this warrior in a dark alley.
What happens after you die?
A slow smile curls his lips, twinkling the blue in his eyes once again. “When a warrior dies his soul returns to Lemuria, back to the character board to fight again in another war on another planet."
“Thank you, Tanen, for the interview.”
He places his hand over mine and gives it a gentle squeeze. “You’re welcome, Rosalie.”
Tanen adjusts himself in the chair and straightens the collar on his shirt. His brow furrows. “Much to my chagrin, no. My father was a warrior. I was a disappointment to him."
I squirm in my seat. I am uncomfortable in the presence of this large male. “Why is that?"
He crosses his arms, his biceps bulging tight against his shirt sleeves. “Because I didn't follow in his footsteps. Instead, I chose to pursue knowledge and my love of the ancient scriptures."
What is your most treasured possession?
Tanen traces his finger along the pin that graces his collar. The silver metal, in the shape of the letter M, reflects the overhead lights with an unearthly glint. “My pin. It signifies my status as council leader and represents Lemuria and life ever after."
I stroke my fingers over the keyboard as I record his comments. The sound echoes around the large chamber, and a cool breeze runs over my shoulder. Goosebumps form.
He leans back in his chair and touches one of the sunstones lining the cave walls. The gem flares, brightening the room and the air warms. “Is that better? The crystals will take away the chill.”
“Thank you, Tanen.”
What do you value most?
He studies me for a moment before answering, his gaze flicking over my features. “King Noeh’s respect. I will do whatever he asks to help win this war against our enemy, the Gossum, and for our goddess, Alora."
I can't help but smile at his sincerity.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
He takes in a quick breath, and the muscles in his arms visibly tense. His eyes narrow. "I'd rather not say." He cracks his knuckles and his gaze tracks to my necklace.
My unease is once again forefront in my mind. The chair is suddenly rock hard beneath my bottom and no amount of heat in the room will take away the chill running down my back.
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
The smile returns to his face. His blue eyes swirl with gold flecks, mixing together in a beautiful dance.
Despite my nervousness, I’m mesmerized.
He winks. "Ignorance."
When he didn't elaborate further, I clear my throat. “Time to move on.”
What scares you?
He places his arms on his thighs and leans forward. “Failing my king."
I wouldn’t want to face this warrior in a dark alley.
What happens after you die?
A slow smile curls his lips, twinkling the blue in his eyes once again. “When a warrior dies his soul returns to Lemuria, back to the character board to fight again in another war on another planet."
“Thank you, Tanen, for the interview.”
He places his hand over mine and gives it a gentle squeeze. “You’re welcome, Rosalie.”