A Cold Night

"He's proposing?!" One of the maids exclaimed with a surprised gasp, looking awed to see his highness go on his knees, to propose a marriage not just to anyone, but to a human?? Soft murmurings flowed amongst the rest of the servants and their faces expressed shock and delight.

Anna remained still like an unmoved statue, her delicate fingers clutching tightly to her dress, keeping her nervousness hidden as Roshan's word replayed a thousand times in her head. But along with it came the happiness that streamed through her heart and tingled her poor soul.

'Am I dreaming? I'm definitely dreaming! This can't be real, I must still be dead and floating in my fantasy world again, that should be the case.' she inwardly told herself with a slight nod, this happiness she felt was too good to actually be true, and she didn't want to come out of her dream state just yet.