"Master, you seem so far away today. Is this servant not good enough? "
Half lying on a beauty couch was a man; unlike those of his lineage, his hair was cut short with the sides close to his scalp and the middle falling like a mane just below his broad shoulders. The man who had eyes closed his mind wandering once again to the person from his dream opened his eyes slowly.
His legs were parted slightly while in between them was a woman so beautiful that a simple glance was not enough but a prolonged look deserving of her enteral beauty. The male is also extremely beautiful but his masculinity and his temperament makes those who serve or see him feel extreme fear. They should. One such as his kind and royalty no less is meant to be awed and feared.
