Yet, as they sped across the water, his gaze focused on Jalissa rather than the view of the brown river reflecting the tree-covered banks and the glowing sunset shining orange and gold to the west. The breeze tossed her hair while a smile lit her face in a way he had rarely seen. Hers was such a practical magic. Not flashy or eye-catching, yet awe-inspiring all the same. Perfect for Jalissa.
