Rules! Who makes them? He wondered as she walked inside his home. He had decided to go back earlier than before since his day turned out to be a big disaster after that woman showed up.
He was afraid of making his lover sad. However, his worries flew out of the window the second he stepped inside his home.
Standing in the middle of the room was Samira with her back to him. She was dressed in her signature royal garb for the witches.
Her hair was styled differently from what he was used to. Even so, she looked spectacular from the back. His heart pumped hard in his chest as he approached her.
Princess Yasmin was forgotten when he came face to face with his goddess. It was the first time he was seeing her heirloom and trademark for the royal witches.
