Guillermo's POV
I groan and lie down on the grass. I look at the blue sky. The weather is getting colder. I can smell the autumn waving at us. The leaves will fall soon. I'm already seventeen years old. My parents are talking about my possible bride.
"There's no way a noble lady would marry a man like me. Living in this side of Moon Aires is nothing but hell for them," I whispered.
I was about to close my eyes when a lady's face suddenly appeared above my head and covered the sky that I was staring at. I get up and look back. I frowned while looking at her from head to toe.
"Who are you?" I growled. I look around. I can hear the sounds of the horses on my left side. I was the one who was in charge of feeding and guarding them in this prairie.
"I said, Who are you?! What are you doing here?" I ask.
