Elisabethwho?

You had finally found me.. in a French Gothic castle. Yes, that’s right. One of those dark castles with tall windows and opulent garden views. I had no idea how you got so close to me, but I knew your presence had been requested by the King, and as his special guest he had invited you to delight yourself in any way you pleased.

You had waited a long time to act on your desires and now that you had fixed your sight on me, nothing was going to stop you.

I knew avoiding you wasn’t an option. You wanted me in your bed and you made no secret of it.

You put your firm hand on my wrist leaving me with no choice but to follow. We walked through the long candle-lit corridors and before I could think, you had me locked inside your chambers.

I knew what was going to happen shortly thereafter, or at least I thought I knew it.. For a moment I felt guilty for being excited. But how could I resist? You were finally there. A dangerously handsome man in a tailored custom suit. Dark, elegant and refined. Looking into my eyes with that defiant, playful, and somewhat reassuring look of yours.

I was drawn to you as I had never been drawn to anyone in my life. Craving your touch even though I knew it wasn’t right.

Your eyes gave me orders. Your gestures were my commands. Your gaze started undressing me slowly, and my romantic backless white dress fell gently on the floor.

Careful my dear, what you see isn’t just a normal “coffee cup”. It holds a powerful magical potion filled with a mix of love, dreams and devotion. Topped with nurturing properties and a shiny sprinkle of craziness.

On a dark lonely night, an old white lady came to my window and put a spell on it.

She told me many brave hearts will want to drink from it but only one heart will finally succeed. Most have failed even just at holding it. Others are still cursing the day they tried to take a sip as their unworthy soul will forever yearn a drop of that same elixir. Poor damned souls..

I personally wouldn’t recommend it, but if you think you can handle it, you’re welcome to take a chance.

Questo freddo mi pinguinizza.