The mirror on my wall

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The day that I met him was one of the most wonderful things that I have ever felt before.

Feelings that I can't describe decided to surround me when he looks at me with his penetrating green eyes.

I know that he  never failed to look at me me everywhere that I go and it is one of the moments that i have and will cherishes forever.

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I look around me and I realized that angry girl and me are the only ones whose head aren't covered with black cloth. All of the girls are now situated in front of the divider. We stood there lining horizontally with our hands tied up with a rope that seem to sting my skin everytime I move. My ankles are in no better condition than my hands, tied up with the same rope as my hands yet it stings more because of the tight knot. No point in escaping, so we wait.

The king and his men are still discussing about some matter for a while now. And I don't mind.

All this time I've been stealing a glance at him everywhere I go or pushed to be exact. He managed to surprise me when his lips suddenly curved upward, forming a smile and I realized that I may have been staring too long.

As I continue to ogle him like a fine creature that he is, I notice that his forehead would suddenly furrowed whenever I wince at the guards who pushed me.

Undescribable.

That's going to be the word that defined him as he sits there looking like a glorious king that he is. His short dark curly hair frames his smooth face, stoping at the nape of the neck.

He isn't wearing a crown at the moment yet one could tell that he is not a person to be tempered with. His sharp jaw bones that are carve to perfection makes me hot all over when he clench his jaw. The red cloak he wears seems to shine whenever the sun would stops at him, giving me a chance to look at the symbols that are sewed in between his cloak.

"The trial for those who tresspass the area within Landon without any permit along with the criminals who violate the law will begin now," announced the burly man on the far right. The king and his man immediately take their positions behind their desk.

On the king's left, there's a handsome blond man who stands there while smiling kindly. Him as well as the majesty are a sight to see. My eyes met his blue ones as his smile widens and he regards me with a nod that has left me blushing.

The desk that's on the left side of the blue eyed man and the king's  right side however, have not been occupied.

"His highness, king Harry Styles of Landon will be the one who judge you criminals for your crimes, starting from Cassie Mcheart!"

I tear my eyes from him as Cassie bravely step forward with the guards pushing her forward and unveil the black cloth. I take a good look at her small body covered by a white dress with pink bow circling her waist. She actually has black hair and now, even though she's the first one who's going to be judge, she doesn't seem scared at all. In fact, she looks happy.

A laugh suddenly break the tension around the room. The blond man's eyes twinkle with mirth before the king glares at him.

"Cassie what are you doing here?" Suddenly the king acquire while massaging his right hand accross his temple. The blue eyed man looks at her with a full grin and the guards just look terrified.

"Open her handcuffs, now !" The king ordered which left the guards nervously trying to open it.

Both angry girl and I stare at her, shocked, for a situation that I'm sure everyone would not predicted.