As the moon begins to show it's brightest glow of the night the young boy’s skin begins to glow as he begins to turn from boy to man.
Within seconds the man opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling.
His eyebrows furrow as he stares at the strange ceiling made out of wood. ‘it's old, and wood?’ He thinks to himself as his senses begin to realize that he has woken up in some strange place.
He’s about to jump out of bed when he looks beside him and he sees her.
He freezes.
Her dark blue hair shines a silver-tone with the moonlight as she breathes softly next to him. He lays back down as he relaxes himself and looks at her, the only woman who has yet to bow to him.
As a Duke, he has always had women come after him with their sly smiles as they would seek power and luxuries. Their be
