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The Kings Pride and Debate,And His Princess Moment (Part 3)
The night was long just as she thought.
Never noticing that one Knight standing in the distance.
He gave all others their chance to still her heart.
The princess covered her face with her fan.
Just as she seem to grow tired of the few.
She turned to step to the throne,
Because she thought she was done.
May I have your hand in this dance?
The knight of distance asked.
I never had my chance.
There was a breeze in the room at the time of his voice.
The scent of fresh jasmine mixed with fresh mint.
He put out his firm hand.
She looked up into his eyes with a glance of surprise.
With out her fan guarding her face.
Yes you may she replied.
They danced as though they knew each other before.
Silence in the chambers
He was winning her heart with a stare and a smile.
His heart she already had.
The touch of his hand was gentle.
He turned her around has if she was standing on her toes.
They danced as if they were the only two in the room.
Could he be the one?
She felt refreshed and calm again.
Who are you dear knight?
What is your family name?
You’re land you have traveled from?
The princess was now questioning the night and the feast.
Because this knight was not a brut beast as she had proclaimed.
He asked her no questions are made any debates.
He only came to live out his faith.