He was the fae crown prince of Dornelle who wasn't supposed to love. At least not someone beneath his title and blood. But something about her tugged on all the strings of his heart and soul. He went to the market every morning just to see her beautiful smile and laugh as she sold flowers. Her beauty outmatched of those delicate flowers in his eyes. He didn't say much but every morning brought one flower from her. Just to have something touched by her. "I will have the usual." He said calmly.