Bustling Streets

He had a mask on, but despite this, Dalia couldn't stop the heat that crept into her. Today he had his crown on, slightly loose trousers, and a royal top with sleeves undone, one that showed off his muscled biceps and well-defined skin. When he turned towards them, she held her breath.

The top of his shirt was slightly unbuttoned, giving her room to look at his toned chest underneath. She quickly let her mind stop wandering in that direction as she gazed up at him.

There, she held her breath when her eyes caught sight of his lips, memories of how he had kissed her resurfaced.

Dalia gulped, feeling heat creeping inside her, caused by excitement.

She took a deep breath and proceeded to walk with Verina towards him. Despite wearing a mask, he was making her feel herself curl inside, imagining how it would be if his mask were off.

"You look lovely," the king said, taking her hand and squeezing it.