Sun was peeking through the blue sky, a soft ray of sunshine managing to untangle itself from the dark drapes of his cold room as it fell right upon her face. Her skin flowed with the fallen ray as she twisted her face at the sudden attack of light. Xerxes unconsciously raised his hand in the air blocking the notorious beam. His curious harping soft gaze lingered over her features as they softened. Without a doubt, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, which was a very lousy and lazy way to describe her. There was something moon-soaked and dawn-flavoured about her. Something that kissed his deepest...