The magical touch and the age old relation.

"How do you know about my parents and this kingdom?" asked Chris.

'During their reign, your parents were one of the good wishers of our kingdom. When the tragical occurrence shoveled the heart of Aliria , my parent's eagerness made me pledge to fight for our kingdom's tranquility. Even today my Aliria is burning down of ashes, everything is destroyed in my motherland. ' wept Chloe as she explained.

Diamond like tears were escaping her eye's boundary and rolling down her peachy cheeks. The glimmering moonlight reflected upon the tears and amplified the sorrow which was implanted inside her heart. The prince took a step forth towards Chloe and touched her chin lightly to rise her face. Her heart skipped a bit when Chris used his firm hands to wipe her tears out. The touch was sensitive and magical. Though his hand was firm but the touch was polite; Chloe never felt this way before.

The pattering sounds of the droplets roared and destroyed the peace of the moonlit room, "It is raining" said Chloe as she flinched. Those two parted themselves.

'Aliria was my homeland and to fulfill my pledge I am now a nomad, prince, will you please try and get me a shelter in this kingdom?' pleaded Chloe as she looked at him with reddish teary eyes. You might not know this but both of our parents wanted us to be a couple...

"B but, you are five years older than me"

"I know that and even they knew it but the same question is left to be answered in my mind as well." said Chloe making him believe more in her. As she spoke, Chris led to go deeper and deeper into the trap of time and faith. That night, Chloe managed to make Chris believe in her..