A Taste of Amber

Her amber eyes embraces the sun's rays and light the way to her thoughts. Those two windows are the epitome of how honey slowly drips down, smooth yet captivating. Although they are the warmest of colours, she herself only allows the coldness to seethe through them. If you do not hold a place in that heart of hers, those slanted and sharp eyes shall never ever grace you with a second glance. The young lady was gifted with prominent cheek bones that enhances her frosty look, ebony waves of hair that now cascades down to her hips and lips that held a deep cupid's bow. It was clear that she was indeed favoured by the gods when created as they left the mark of beauty on her right cheek, closely below the eye. Although she was still so youthful, the beauty of her face had already captivated many and the amount of people that wanted her hand in marriage were vast. He was no exception. However he did not want her hand in marriage for attraction or love, he wanted revenge and he knew that she was the only one that could help him achieve his bloodthirsty desire.