He wasn't a king,
He isn't rich,
He was just walking towards her from a far distant mountain view of fog and Sunray.
On the other side her eyes pinned on the figure that's walking to her, with no distractions to stop her seeing him.
She didn't care what he was, all she cared was he was perfect, looking at his icy cold eyes, sharp jaws and flatter structure, she kept looking at him with holding her breath tight and released...