Bali, accompanied by Nivid, looked around the village. His eyes searched for the woman he met that morning, wishing to see a glimpse of her again. Attraction would be a small word to describe what he felt back then. Previously, when they were on the temple stairs when he grabbed her by her waist, he felt waves of love rising in his heart for her. He was deeply attracted to her. His heart wanted to hold her closer, much closer to him and his eyes wanted to look at her graceful beauty for eternity. Something in him revolted against letting go of her. But, he had to let go of her. He did not know her. Keeping an unknown village girl, in the unfamiliar village, in his embrace could have been seen in a bad light by the villagers resulting in unfavorable situations for his elder brother’s expedition. 

“She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Those beautiful eyes directly pierced through my heart. Who was she?” These thoughts ran through his mind. The two of them had been taking a stroll of the village since morning. Since then Bali had been searching for that woman.