Alexander walked into the room, dressed in his white royal robe, his black hair jelled backwards reaveling his well defined face, he face was sculpted to perfection, his midnight black eyes scanned the room and landed on a figure sitting on the bed. Her green orbs locked with his, her long ginger hair cascading down. She was dressed in a similar white beautiful dress, her hair was decorated with hairpins. Her beauty rare and radiant.He knelt down in front of her, taken her hands In his. "You look breathtaking." He said.  "Alexander walked into the room, dressed in his royal white robe that shimmered faintly under the soft glow of the candlelight. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, revealing a face carved with precision and power — sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and lips that curved with quiet confidence. His midnight eyes, deep and commanding, scanned the room before landing on the figure sitting gracefully at the edge of the bed.Serena.Her emerald-green eyes locked with his, stealing his breath for a moment. The flickering light danced across her skin, giving her an ethereal glow. Her long ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders like streams of fire and sunlight combined, adorned with delicate golden hairpins that shimmered with every movement. She was dressed in a flowing white gown that mirrored his — simple yet enchanting, the fabric hugging her form in all the right places, making her seem like a divine vision come to life.For a brief moment, Alexander simply stared, unable to speak. Then, almost reverently, he crossed the room and knelt before her. His cold, powerful hands gently took hers — smaller, softer, trembling ever so slightly.“You look…” he paused, his voice low and rough, “…breathtaking.”Serena’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, her lips parting slightly as she met his gaze. “You always know what to say,” she whispered, her tone barely above a breath.He smiled faintly — that rare, almost forbidden smile that softened his usually stoic face. “Careful, Serena,” he murmured, his thumb tracing circles over her knuckles. “If you keep looking at me like that, you’ll make me lose myself.”Her eyes softened, the corner of her lips curving into a teasing smile. “Then lose yourself, my king,” she replied, her voice calm yet filled with unspoken desire. “Lose yourself… in me.”Alexander didn’t hesitate. He rose to his feet, his hand cupping her jaw as his thumb brushed against her lower lip. Their eyes met once more — predator and flame, darkness and light — before he closed the distance between them.His lips crashed against hers, hungry and desperate, as if the world outside no longer mattered. Serena responded with equal passion, her hands tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.In that moment, time ceased to exist — there was only the taste of her lips, the sound of their hearts beating in rhythm, and the fire that consumed them both.