She's beautiful.. He thought, clenching his dagger in his hands as he hid behind a tree in the woods you drifted off to one day. He was tasked with an important mission by your evil stepmother, who was jealous of you for your beauty and kind personality.

He was now rethinking his intentions of killing you. We're they right? You were just an innocent princess who misses her father. But she's so beautiful.. He shook his head and then fixed his dagger in his hand. He had to do it. He was ordered by the Queen for crying our loud.

He took a deep breath in before sneaking behind you whilst you picked some flowers and put them in a basket, singing to yourself and the nature around you. The sight was so peaceful to him. The sun reflects off your skin. The grace in your movements had his heart beating fast and his palms sweating.