Prince Marik stood on his balcony, gazing at the distant trees of Vargorath's forest. The kingdom was much larger than Dreamore. Suddenly, a sound made him freeze, Princess Jasmine was on his balcony.
"Did you… climb up here?" he asked, leaning over the railing in shock, eyes wide.
Jasmine stepped closer, pressing him against the wall.
"Why do you keep staring at me whenever you see me?" she asked softly.
"Well, I… it's… I..." he stammered, unable to find the words.
Without warning, Jasmine tilted her head and kissed him. Marik froze,his lips parting in shock, but her gentle pressure deepened the kiss, sending a shiver down his spine. For a moment, he forgot to breathe, forgot to think, his world narrowing to the softness of her lips and the warmth of her skin.
Then, as suddenly as she had started, Jasmine pulled back, a mischievous smile playing on her face.
