Before she could reach a conclusion though, Qhah-el halted, so she did too.
"Greetings, Your Imperial Highness," a voice so soft and feminine said, so Lydia's ears perked up and she took one step to the right to check who it was.
'Wow, so pretty,' Lydia thought as soon as she saw Marigold.
Her long, 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.
