'Wow, so pretty,' Lydia thought as soon as she saw Marigold.
Her long, gorgeous, curly, red locks reach up to her knee, framing her delicate full curves, dainty red lips, and mesmerizing golden eyes.
When Marigold turned to her and their eyes met, Lydia's heartbeat skyrocketed, and she held her breath in awe.
It was like the world went still, and Marigold was all she could see.
"Greetings, Your Highness," Marigold said as her eyes sharpened.
It was clear she wasn't pleased to see Lydia, but even though Lydia noticed that, she didn't care.
She was so captivated by Marigold's beauty that all she could think of was how to have her for herself.
She wanted to own her… to give her the best things and treat her like she deserved everything in the world.
Lydia's earrings warmed up as her desire grew.
If the limiters weren't there… even if she hadn't trained yet, vines would've extended out from the ground to bring Marigold to her.
