#Chapter12

His hair was darker than the night sky, his eyes as black as his hair but he had a very fair face, he had long face and his nose was pointed, his lips thin and attracting, he was the perfect description of being carved by the gods. His skin was pale and something about his beauty reminded her of the stranger she had met in the forest few nights ago and who she was missing desperately like she had known him all her life. After swooning in his beauty, Mariah recalled that he was a stranger standing in her garden, how did he get in without the servants seeing...