Aylin's gaze was shimmering with delight as she rode out of the palace. Her heart was pounding in anticipation and excitement as she rode on the streets, not knowing where to find Azimir. They had not discussed where to meet, nor had Azimir stayed behind to talk to her.
Aylin's smile faded gradually as she returned home and grief engulfed her. A sense of loneliness filled her and Aylin felt dispirited all of a sudden. She lowered her head and alighted from her horse, losing all her hope.
Somewhere in her heart, she had already accepted that Azimir would not let her go and would be with her for life. All her struggles against him had been rendered futile and he had entered her heart without allowing her to avoid him whatsoever.
