38 I'm Getting Married In A Week

I watched in amazement as Kral came towards me. He walked steadily and gracefully. His clothes framed his strong body, and his black hair fell on his forehead to hide his piercing golden eyes. He approached me step by step, just as he had picked me up at a dinner party a long time ago.

"Do you like the surprise?" He finally stood in front of me and handed me a bouquet of flowers.

I looked at his face. The full moon illuminated the side of his face, and his high nose and sharp thin lips were strangely soft. The fireworks were reflected in his golden eyes, and the smell of roses floated around us like mist. It all seems to happen in a dream.

"Your Highness..." my eyes widened. My heart is stuffed. His surprise and everyone's eyes let me at a loss. I clutched the flower in my hand. The delicate stem was pressed out of the juice and dyed my fingers red.

I felt like an animal in a trap, hovering over the delicious bait. My heart is intoxicated with him, and my mind is warning me to stay aw