'His little wife was definitely jealous but she had done a very good job at hiding it. Diablo thought and walked out standing on an open boundary to get some fresh air. Before him was the lively capital of the kingdom just beyond the castle walls. Huge mountains stood tall stretching out to touch the horizon, bordering the city. It was all just beautiful. Ella who was walking with on specific sense of direction tripped but luckily a strong hand held hers, preventing her from falling to the ground. Her eyes studied the masculine hand that was holding hers before travelling up to look at its owner. She gulped when her eyes met a pair of striking grey eyes. The hand belonged to a man with a lean muscular body. He was dressed entirely in black and the only speck of color he had on him were the few silver grey strands in his black hair. He pulled her up and let go of her hand.
"Are you okay my lady?" He asked.
