Dinner at the rooftop. I continued to feed my gaze with the beautiful city birthed below me. “I love it here,” I gasped. A slight frown materialized on my face on hearing Prince Aches chuckle in the background after my comment.
My Prince Charming was seated at the table alone making his choice from the sumptuous dishes spread. I flung around to face him, relaxing my hand on the rail of the rooftop, breeze blew my loosened hair, causing some of them to flap and cover half my face. I quietly freed my face. “What did you say?” I rasped.
“I said nothing,” he said, shrugging.
I held a smile. “Why chuckling?”
“I enjoy the way you are blown away by every little thing,” he said.
“This sight is spectacular it’s not a little thing!” I stomped my feet. He laughed and I was forced to laugh with h
