HAYDEN'S POV
I can't believe people are actually gathering outside to celebrate my return. They clap and high five.
I have a feeling there is a lot that has happened while I was gone and I am yet to know. But I am more interested in knowing what is that smelling so enticingly pleasant to my senses.
No perfume smells so alluring and devine, so unique that I can't compare it with anything earthly.
Whatever it is, I want to bury my nose in it and breathe in the sweet scent forever.
"You have any idea why they are celebrating?" I ask the messager my father sent since he is the one that was here yesterday. He is right by my side and is a sweet-talking chatterbox.
"They are happy you're back home, our precious Prince!" The man answers.
Seriously? I have been to a doze
