At that moment, it seemed that only the two of them existed in the world. Everything around them fell both silent and still, and even the flow of time became irrelevant.
Lying on top of the Duke, Aideen's face was dangerously close to his but it remained unmovable as if the princess, too, froze on the spot.
As Tillian carefully observed the lady's face, he could not help but marvel at her breathtaking beauty. Smooth, pale skin with a light tint of blush caused by the tingling touch of cold air; full, reddish lips, slightly parted as if desperate to say something important; perfectly shaped nose, a pair of big green eyes with a strong yellow glow shining down on him like two magical gems; and a frame of long wavy locks that were falling on his shoulders, reflecting the bright silver moonlight with a peculiar shade of both purple and red.
