Strong Powers

"I have to say, your personal guard truly is handsome." Shai said as she combed Azalia's long white hair, a dreamy sigh escaping her lips at the thought of the knight.

As every morning, she and Temira were taking care of Azalia, helping her to bath and to get dressed. It had been a few days since Azalia had arrived in the Adom Kingdom, and the Lavan princess was slowly getting used to her new life. It was easier with Melech currently being too busy to see her, thus allowing her to relax, even if only a little. She was still in enemy's territory, after all. She hoped this calm would last but knew it was only a matter of time before Melech would ask to see her again...

"Emet?" She asked in response to what Shai had just said and the Yarok intendant immediately nodded. "Yes, he must be almost as tall as the King." She continued to speak in an excited voice. "You're so lucky to have such a knight protecting you."

Azalia couldn't deny the fact that Emet was handsome, because the white-hair