@lcstunicorn "So you've come again, young king." The pale girl stated, dressed in lavender as she sat in the same spot that the unicorn always did.
Sunlight penetrated throughout the branches, the lush green foliage was vibrant as if made of the purest emerald and the grass under his heel was soft like the finest carpet. The scent of the nature permeated the air, intertwined with the mana. Arthur had enjoyed venturing into these woods, and with the unicorn’s blessing started doing so whenever in need of a moment of respite. The breeze brushed against his skin and the peaceful sound of the critters had a soothing effect on him – a king he may be, his heart loved his land, and yet he had been raised among the simpler pleasures of life. Greeting the overseer of these lands was the proper procedure and a king should never skimp on these protocols, making way to the usual place where the unicorn would normally reside – lo and behold : instead of a mystical creature there lies a damsel. Her perfect complexion was pale as snow, shimmering hair like moonlight and a lavender dress that seemed almost ethereal. Was she a fae? Where was the unicorn?
❝ Ah, my apologies fair maiden. I was unaware of your presence. ❞ his hand moved to his chest, performing a polite bow ❝ I did not mean to intrude, for I was looking for someone else entirely. ❞
