Betrayal (prologue part 1)

My story begins when I was a young soldier I was 18 when I first met her she was 16 the daughter of a wealthy noble her name will remain with me for all eternity.
It was a warm spring morning the sun was shining brightly accompanied by a gentle breeze that caressed my long raven black hair that I had tied into a ponytail I wasn't wearing my uniform that day as it was a day off so I decided on wearing a white t-shirt with short sleeves, around my neck I wore a necklace from which hung a simple wooden pendant that my parents had given me. I wore blue jeans with a golden belt buckle the jeans showed my well toned calves (and a ass that most women would be jealous of) on my feet I wore black boots that shone in the suns rays. I was bored in the camp so decided on taking a stroll into the city where the women and some men stared at me with lust in their eyes, people often told me I was handsome but I never believed them and they said I was humble which may be true, the one thing I agreed with was that I was trouble as I never listened to authority preferring to do things my own way which often led to me being reprimanded, I simply shrugged it off because I was a bloody good solider ruthless when needed yet very intelligent more so than the officers in charge. I was admiring the craftsmanship of a dagger when out the corner of my eye I saw her. She had long honey colored hair, she wore a beautiful satin dress embroidered with red roses she carried a umbrella to keep the sun of her head.