The magnificent atmosphere illuminated by lanterns and the over starry night was strangely too romantic for Mei Yang. She could swear that this time she had more stars in the sky than every night she ever lived in that palace. The trees dancing in the wind banging on each other forming clapping sounds seemed to celebrate that long-awaited encounter. The boy in front of her must not have been much older than she is, and seemed, in a curious way, to combine a lot with that long and fascinating night. However, her heart beat only for her supreme love, General de Naran. Not a little boy from Sunri.
The princess beat her feet on the ground a few times with great rudeness, making the young man in front of her notice her posture, an arrogant and uneducated for a woman. However, he also noticed o
