"Love can't be forced, and that's not really what I want you to do." He let out a long sigh. What was it with this dragon, this man? He stepped so close and into your personal space without realizing it. Then Yin Long went off about love being far from something he wanted to consider. "Just don't dismiss the possibility that you might find it someday." The thief's hair caught the light, and shone like gold beneath the lanterns. But he didn't notice. His eyes were drawn to the dragon's dark hair and eyes like dark gems. Sholto stared, without realizing it.