The Princess And The Demon
Opening the door to her room, Sara knew her desire for a good rest had to wait, for Nara was sitting on the bed with her arms placed on her lap and a distant look in her eyes, her hair wasn't yet done or decorated, and was simply falling on her back and shoulders, forming big and natural red curls, uncombed and untamed, her dress was one of the simplest she owned, a plain beige one made of silk with white embroidery on the waste and shoulders, Sara found the look to be so serene, allowing Nara's beauty to show instead of hiding it under the shiny dressed and jewelries.
"My Princess..."
"Where have you been?!", Nara's voice wasn't angry nor was it hostile, it was instead tired and drained, ma
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