Watching the imposing knight standing before her, so dashing and proud, so powerful and fierce, Lydia felt her heart begin to race. An unfamiliar feeling spread through her chest, one she had never experienced before and couldn't quite put into words. It was as though she were looking at a legendary hero who had stepped straight out of a dream.
Before she knew it, she had fallen into step behind the formidable knight known as Stonehaven, following him without a second thought. His eyes were captivating, his features sharp and striking, and the faintest hint of a smile only made him more alluring. His face was as delicate as peach blossoms, yet there was nothing delicate about the strength and confidence he exuded. Just looking at him was enough to make her heart beat faster.
