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~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Heavy and hostile breaths.
Audacious and bold figures.
Desirous and famished eyes.
And, souls in the depths of a flickering fire. "I thought it will be gone awry, but I am pleased that you are here with me."
Biting her soft and crimson lips made her more desirable and enthralling.
Sapphira stood up from the lovely mattress and walked slowly towards him. She was gasping and singing in a sweet voice until she saw the king standing before her, ogling and wanting for a warm touch.
"Did you put a potion in my drink, didn't you?" He asked her as he cannot control himself anymore.
The Queen was known for being clever and ambitious.
She can do everything to get what she wants.
