The person in the robe turned out to be Princess Harya. Joy filled Hedos' heart. The man tightly gripped the hair accessory in his hand. He would give it to Princess Harya.
He couldn't wait to see how she would react. He speculated without limits.
'Will the princess hug me later?' he thought exaggerating. 'Or is she going to kiss me?' His cheeks flushed red in the gloomy night. 'Or maybe she'll soon pull me over so we can hang out together?' The tightness in his chest from longing slowly dissipated.
He quickened his steps. The grass rubbed against the skin of his feet. His beautiful clothes that day attracted the attention of many street dancers. Hedos was now wearing a kind of shirt with a slightly open part on his chest. The dark blue color chosen by him seemed to be able to exude his good looks. Moreover, combined with very muscular muscles.
