"I thought you were better than this!" a husky, deep voice echoed from behind. Luna kept her crossbow aside and turned to look at her critique. Her breathing stopped! Alas! Was this man real?
Probably the newly crowned prince or someone influential. The embroidery on his clothes, the costly stones embedded in whatever jewelry he was wearing, perfectly groomed hair, and a neat appearance were enough for anyone to know the man belonged to the aristocracy.
But what was he doing in the middle of the forest?
The world around her was dazed when the man got closer. His charming smile was making a rampant inside her heart. She had never felt so attracted to anyone. And she had lived long enough than her peers and lovers. She wouldn't age or die from the disease. She had seen so much pain and c
