ISABEL POV

As the handsome man approached, a charming smile playing on his lips, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. "Hey kitten," he greeted, his voice smooth as velvet as he gently tucked a delicate flower behind my ear. His gesture was so sweet, so effortlessly charming, that in that moment, he seemed to embody everything I had ever dreamed of in a man.

"My lord," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper, "I am nothing but your maiden at your service." The words felt clumsy on my tongue, and I couldn't help but cringe inwardly at my own awkwardness. Sara's stories of...