As the day the Duke and her were to meet, she stood in a daze, mesmerised by his beauty.
Is he my husband? her thoughts began. How can someone be so beautiful and look so sad at the same time?
"My lady, I am Duke Zeenare of the Staxod family."
Why does he look so happy and sad at the same time? her thoughts continued.
"And I am Lizabeth of the Bermond family."
He took her hand in a kiss, his lips lingering on it.
"It is my honour to meet you." Zeenare's eyes slowly trailed over her, causing her to blush before standing.
I'm a flash everything moved forward as though it was fast forwarded, to Lizabeth sitting on a porch with Zeenare by her side
"I want to mother your child." Lizabeth affirmed.
Zeenare's face coiled in a tiny frown, turning from her without replying.
Sensing the hesitation in him, she asked, "Don't you want to have a child with me? Together?" Her voice was low and tight.
