She was gorgeous.
Emily walked down the stairs with the prince.
Compared to her, the prince looked out of this world- bland- actually, he wasn't from Emily's world and she wished he didn't come into it.
But- life wasn't fair.
It never was.
Theo just stood there, slightly dazed.
He had his system; he wasn't average anymore.
He wasn't powerless anymore.
But could he really do something about this?
Could he really?
Behind the two- the king and the queen along with some other Sahalla also came down.
They were properly dressed for the occasion; loads of fancy jewelry, though to humans, they still lacked- enough cloth.
Once they reached the floor, everyone became quiet.
