How He Met Her
Sairu POV
Am I dreaming? I can't believe there is such a beautiful girl in this world. The first time I met her, I was instantly captivated and bedazzled. I could not find the right word to describe what I'm feeling at that time.
Her beauty is intoxicating, capable of bewitching any man unfortunate enough to see her beautiful smile.
Her beauty and grace can cause flowers to bloom and the moon to pale in comparison.
Unwittingly, I became one of those "Unfortunate men", as I call them, later on.
I began developing a crush on her when I saw her beautiful smile. Her smile is like a dazzling jewel, untainted by the corruptness of this world.
Until it developed into something that you call... What do you call that again? Ah, yes. It's called…
Love.
I've thought to myself that we're destined for each other. That I should marry her, no matter what the cost.
But that wishful thinking came to an end when I heard who she really was.
A princess of a country.
Destined to rule over a country, she will definitely rise to prominence someday. What about me? What will happen to me when she became the princess of her country?
She doesn't need someone like me. Someone like me will only drag her down.
She will definitely marry a rich, successful man. Someone that will help her rule her country.
She will never choose a guy like me.
But what can I do? She's a princess, I'm a commoner.