He pulled on the reins of his horse and dismounted slowly, walking carefully among the bushes. His eyes opened wide when he saw a female figure in the crystal waters.
Black hair floated like silk in the current. The young woman seemed like a vision bathing without haste, oblivious to the world that surrounded her.
Six felt his heart accelerate not only from the beauty of the scene, but from the shame of being invaded by such an intimate moment. He turned halfway around, intending to walk away in silence, but destiny had other plans.
A dry branch creaked under her feet, making the young woman turn around quickly. Suddenly, her eyes found each other through the vegetation.
Eraÿ eyes almond-shaped, large and frightened, which shoneÿ like two lost stars.
She murmured an apology and walked away faster, her face burning with shame, but something about that delicate face was familiar to her, like a memory that insisted on resurfacing.
