Tristan was a handsome man. His red eyes might look scary, but they also look like Rubies there any woman would kill to have. His nose was perfect along with his chin. And his jawline was something that could attract anyone.
He was tall, muscular, and strong. Intelligent and someone who had humor and wit with it.
All in all, along with having the title of king, Tristan was the perfect man for anyone to marry. The most encouraging advantage was that I had fallen in love with this man.
I had fallen in love with him when he had nothing and when I was no one. That was the kind of love I had always longed for. Where the man I had fallen in love with could not care about the title and the crown I would bring, but just me and my heart.
He was that person.
He might be someone else now. The person that he was now might pay his true nature in fact but nothing changed if I get a hair fall in love with him when he had bared his soul to me.
