I walk down the large caves' handmade stairs. The cave I call my home, made into a castle, ruled by me, it's prince. My people are dark fae and most of the times, gentle beings. My piercing gaze sweeps over each of my subjects bowing down at my feet as I descend from the cave steps. There is an important gathering today as I will be choosing a female to be my princess, to rule beside me. In my eyes, it is a duty to be fulfilled, but perhaps if I am lucky enough, the female I choose will be the one I love. Many females attended today, practically all of them, in hopes of being chosen. Of course, those who are already mated are attending as witnesses. As my eyes sweeps over each and every one of these females, searching... I clench my fists in frustration. I could feel their greedy heartbeats. They wish to have a crown on their heads, not me. Finally my booming voice echoes throughout the castle cave walls. "My princess... I will find you." I say determined. I walk throught the ogling females as they make way for me. With each one I pass, they pout in disappointment, knowing I didn't choose them. When I almost growled in frustration again, I tilted my head a bit higher and saw a young female at the very back. Standing there, as if shes watching from pure curiosity, not want. Shes definitely not a taken female, shes too young. 18, 19 maybe. And beautiful. But what drew me to her was the fact that her heartbeat was the sound of gentle calmness. Shes didnt expect me to choose her. I could tell. So I stalked over to her, her green eyes looking up at me widely. Every female whined and cursed in jealousy and frustration. My hands wrapped around her waist gently and pulled her to my torso softly. "You. You're the one. My princess. If you'll have me little one." I waited for her response, my heart beating faster than usual. And for the first time ever, I felt afraid of rejection.