I sat in the main hall of my castle, waiting for a prisoner to be brought to me so that I could decide what to do with him. I was quite tired and closed my eyes, throwing my head back and touching my brown curls back of the throne. When the guards brought the prisoner, I opened my eyes, looking at the man in front of me. They were incredibly beautiful... I couldn't help but feel my heart beat faster, and my cheeks began to warm just from looking at them. I cleared my throat and looked serious, trying to be a king, and not an idiot succumbing to beauty.