Meerah 9: The Masked Princess
Patag Castle; the courtyard
The oil candle was gradually melting as it finally went off from the cold morning wind which woke Meerah up as her tired and sleepy eyes glares through the darkroom rapidly as she was filling in the darkness in the room, she stretched immediately taking off the sparrow tucked to her hair and tried getting up when a finger was placed on her lips to shush her from talking and stopped her from moving as his hand clasped her firm on her bed as he got closer to her she recognised his familiar stability and masculine strength as his body smell was what never left her mind. He wore a transparent large light white cotton shirt that is wide open exposing his bare hairy chest which was only held by a black belt on his abdomen, though his fa
