The love of a warrior is not reactive. It is not triggered by any external stimuli. It is not ruled by hope or wish, but emanates from intent. It is voluntary, and do not emerge out of need, but from an over abundance of power. That love is given as a manifestation of the pure will of the warrior.
The warrior’s love is the light of the sun; it sustains all it surveys, unconcerned with what it gets back.
It is the light in the night, warming or destroying, but ever alight.
Just like the flame, the warrior who would give light, must first burn at the core.