The sun was bright that day, the breeze calm and the ever green leaves held little droplets of morning dews, the perfect time to ride, and there she was, dresses in a beautiful gown of red satin and black lace, her long silky black hair which was set loose to cascade down her down her back came in sharp contrast with her pale white skin, a small tiara sat elegantly atop her head.
Her slender fingers held the reins of the white mare on which she was mounted, her beautiful grey eyed gazed down at her son lovingly, pink like were drawn up at both corners in a bright smile, her beauty seemed almost ethereal.
"Oh wow". She breath dramatically. "I'm honored that two gentlemen at my sides wishes to help me dismount".
"The honor's all ours. But the question is.....which gentleman would you pref
