"What is your name, sweet boy?"
"I'm Reginald," the captivated King replied breathlessly.
She gave an alluring smile to him and complimented him in a whisper, "That's a very beautiful name. I love it."
"Thank you!" his reply also came out in a whisper. It hadn't even been a minute since Reginald saw her but he was already lost in her beauty.
Her almond-shaped eyes had light grey irises. Those grey eyes looked as if smoke storms were trapped in them. She had a tall nose, bow-shaped lips, and a defined jawline. Her silky black hair fell down to the curves of her hips. She was as tall as Reginald and her body was well-proportioned.
Everything about her was so perfect that it would be an impossible task to find even a single fault in her.
