Good Night To Die

"Your Majesty." I was suddenly pulled out of my imagination by the male voice I heard. When I turned my head and looked at the person who was calling me, anxiety started to cool me. His blue eyes were watching me intently. He looked me up and down, then stretched out his big hands towards me. "I think you wanted to see your lover earlier this morning, but walking around the garden barefoot might make you sick. Please allow me to escort you to your room."

"What lover?" I said gruffly, and pushing his hand away, I started walking into the garden. The flowers in the garden were colorful and it was immediately obvious that the garden had been carefully cared for. I could feel the presence of the blue-eyed man following me behind me. He had stopped walking when I turned around in a fury, but he was staring hard into my eyes. "Who are you?" I said, raising my chin slightly. He smiled and rolled his eyes. His blond hair gleamed in the sun.