She put salt in the well, so that he couldn’t quench his thirst.
He loved her despite this.
He was like an inexperienced runner in a marathon.
Desperate to conquer her.
She, delighted in his suffering.
Others warned him she was cantankerous.
This war concerned him.
Sooner or later he was going to have to make a decision.
But her femininity kept drawing him in.
She, delighted in his suffering