Stepping out onto the deck, Eros's eyes looked around before they settled on the woman leaning against the railing, staring at the approaching port of Dusthaven with wide eyes. There was an overwhelming excitement radiating from her, and a delighted smile spread across her face, revealing the deep dimples on either side of her cheeks.
Sensing approaching footsteps, Mirabella turned around to see the king emerging onto the deck. Her eyes widened at the sight of him. There, standing some distance away, is the king of Dusthaven, dressed in his regional attire. He looked like the very embodiment of the kingdom's spirit—a scorching sun dipped in the refreshing allure of spring.
