"...I let out a gasp. At the moment I laid eyes on her, in all her beauty and elegance, I fell for her. A dancer, a singer of beauty, how could I pass on such a perfect opportunity? Down to the n, she described perfection. Every aspect of perfection was held within her. I knew, from there and onwards, that I had to make her mine. She will become mine..." Everyone wishes to be perfect. Flawless. Spectacular. Amiable. Admired by all. Alluring. Royal. All of that stuff. Prince Sparrow was already "perfect." But, for he is perfect, he is searching for the perfect girl. Someone to reign as queen with him, eternally. For years, he has searched the prairies, the valleys and moors full of stunning flowers, but to no avail. No one could meet his expectations, or capture his heart. His heart was for someone who matched him, someone as perfect as him. Or even better. Being the prince he was, he deserved best, eh? Those years were endless, resulting in him finding no one. Until this year, when he publicly announced his search. Then, one tranquil and translucent day, he laid eyes on her. Now, it was his job to make her his. His empty heart, full of nothing, was to be filled with his amorous gaze on her, and, hopefully, her 'love.' Finally he would find someone who could lift his wings, allowing him to soar high in the sky. - "I don't want this. I don't want any of this." Now titled as perfect, to-be the princess or queen, Sayuri chooses to flee. All she has ever wished for was a normal life, in the suburban areas with her grandmother. However, that one day, that one torpid and tortuous day, she had to met him. He had to see her, out of her home, under the sunlight. That day, marks the beginning of a downfall. Her downfall. It was all caused by his love for her, opposing what love should be. This type of love, this type of admiration, was one that would ruin her, till she can no longer find her way out of this eternal nightmare.
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