My Victory

My stomach is upset. Serves me right for eating too much rich food in one day. Anyway, I had a straight talk with my mother. Guess what? She finally agreed. Come January, I'll officially enrol for the distance learning course. I'll do Level 3 in Abnormal Psychology, Forensic and Criminal Psychology, and Psychology Studies. They cost about 1170 British Pounds. Expensive, don't you think? But if you compare it with the cost for studying abroad, this amound is a nugget. I guess it's fair enough. I will have to start collecting and purchasing text books and reference books since the only public library in my city takes a long time to commune from my place. *sigh* I still continue to work, but will devote less time to it.I've never studied psychology before. According to my friends, I understand it's a very complex and tough field of study. I pray to God that I'll be competent enough to pass the final exams.
I'm still reading the Lion's Lady. Oh, it's one of the best romance fiction I've read. So delightful and refreshing. I'll share with you some of the quotes I've taken note of:

Christina turned to go to the door. "If you give me one or two promises, I'll wed you Saturday", she said. 
Lyon shook his head. The little innocent still didn't understand. Promises or not, he was going to marry her.
"Well?" she asked.
"What promises"
Christina turned and found Lyon standing with his arms folded across his chest, waiting. His manner seemed condescending to her. "One, you must promise to let me go home when my task is done here. Two, you must promise not to fall in love with me."
"One, Christina, you aren't going anywhere. Marriage is forever. Get that little fact in your head. Two, I don't have the faintest idea why you wouldn't want me to love you, but I'll try to accommodate you."
"I knew you'd be difficult. I just knew it," Christina muttered. 
The door suddenly opened behind her. " Well, why didn't you tell me it wasn't latched?" Aunt Harriett demanded. " Did you get this misunderstanding straightened out, Christina? she asked.
"I have decided to marry Lyon for a little while." 
"A long while," Lyon muttered. The woman was as dense as fog. Lyon felt like shaking her.

She was so enchanting. Her smile of pleasure made Lyon feel at peace again. Christina looked quite mesmerized. Lyon watched as she reached out and tore a leaf from the hedge, then began to twirl it between her fingers as she continued to sway to the music. He thought she didn't even realize what she was doing. Her gaze was directed on the gentleman singing the song, her manner relaxed, unguarded. Lyon knew she wasn't aware she was being watched, either. She wouldn't have eaten the leaf otherwise, or reached for another.
"Sir, which one is Princess Christina?" Andrew asked Lyon, just as Rhone started in choking on his laughter. Rhone had obviously been watching Christina, too.
"Sir?"
"The blond-headed one," Lyon muttered, shaking his head. He watched in growing disbelief as Christina daintily popped another leaf into her mouth.
"Which blond-headed one?" Andrew persisted.
"The one eating the shrubs."

"Be gentle this night," she instructed Lyon. (his aunt was asking Lyon to be gentle with his bride on their wedding night. I'm sure you know what she meant *eyes twinkling*.)
"I shall."
It was Christina who gave the promise. Both Lyon and his aunt looked at her.
"She means me, Christina," Lyon said dryly.

Man, there are a lot more. But I can't type every single one of them here, so let's content ourself with this much teaser, eh? *winking. Buy the book and read. I'm sure you will enjoy it. So far I've enjoyed it so very much.