Aisha cupped her elbow with one hand as she tapped her pressed lips with the other.
There were times that the King felt like he was a human just like her. But there were also moments where he seemed to be different. It was as if he was just hiding the beast inside him.
"I will surely find out. I'm going to be his wife very soon. I really hope he's not a vampire or something. How old is the King anyway?" She asked the female servants who were helping her get dressed at that moment.
She tilted her body to them.
"With his looks, he seemed to be almost a decade older than me," She muttered to herself as she gazed at herself in the mirror.
She couldn't help but feel elated by what she saw. She was wearing a different kind of tunic. One which seemed to be made from the finest clothing material.
"I look like a princess," she couldn't help but blurt out as she admired her reflection in the mirror. She looked like a blossomed flower warmed in the summer sun.
