'You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.'
-Albert Camus

The post meridian sun was glowing hot in sky and the poor carriage driver or the numerous gaurds on foot won't be lying if they said that today the sun was casting blazing embers down their way.
The heat was unbearable and so to let a few wasps of air into the concealed wagon, Devika opened up the miniature porthole of a window and her eyes straight away caught his sight, riding on a shinning midnight black stallion.
Riding side by side with her carriage and unlike ever before, this afternoon he was indeed donning a look of a true prince. The golden embroidered cream coloured overcoat over his soft silk shirt and that roya
