Albert sat on his Grand Throne, deep in thought as he patiently waited for your arrival. 'What is this feeling, so hard to grasp? ' Albert thought, a jumble of thoughts, a tangled rasp. It fills his heart with such confusion, his every thought with no exclusion.

Whenever he sees you, his heart starts to race and a smile spreads across his face. Your presence, like a ray of light, brings warmth in the darkest night.

'Why do I wait, every single day for just a glimpse of you in my way... For every hour, my heart yearns you,' Albert's frustration was evident as he muttered under his breath, his leg crossed in a display of agitation. He sat on the throne, looking regal, but his left elbow rested on its arm, and his left hand was turned into a tight fist. He leaned his cheek on his fist, gazing off into the distance, a soft sigh escaping his lips. The tension in the air was palpable as he tried to compose himself.

Though fate it seems has other plans and our time together, slips like sand. Albert longed for you to be by his side, but reality can be a cruel tide.

Closing his eyes, He muttered something under his breath; 'I wish I could have you stay every moment, every single day... ' Though, he knows it cannot be, for you have your own destiny, he'll cherish every moment shared and hold on to it