When he saw her, gazing upon the colossal statues, his mouth was left vacant of words or sound. Damien stood still for a minute, not wanting to disturb the tranquil air that hung about the lady. Even from a distanced view, her beauty was something belonging to the heavens above. Not a single blemish tainted her smooth, pale skin which radiated under the natural light. The prestigious steel armor she wore, intricately designed did nothing to falter her natural beauty. As he took a single step up the staircase, his silver boots rang against the plaster floor--catching the attention of the lady as she shifted her attention from the statues to him.
"Sorry, my lady."
Damien gave her a warm smile and a nod as he adjusted his emerald cape.
