Devon's POV
Princess Tarrah's words caught me off guard. I never thought there would be a day that I could hold her like this. Kiss her, and tell her how much I love her.
Being her knight, her guard, for the past eight years was suffocating for my heart. I've been holding back, keeping the distance between a master and her servant.
Random events within the eight years that they're together
I was walking back and forth, checking the situation around the area, when I heard a soldier whispering.
"I wonder if the king would let us taste the princess. After all, she's a jinx that killed people. But she's still sexy and hot," one of them says.
I held my sword tightly, jaw clenched. They have no idea I was glaring at them deadly, sharp enough that it might kill them. "Well, she is indeed sexy, but are you not afraid she will turn you into dust?"
