THE REGIN OF KING FREDERICK

They weren't saying anything. The situation was already awkward enough. They had walked an entire hallway but had not exchanged any words. Instead, Victoria gazed at him as he was in front of her. Her eyes scanned every part of his body.

He's tall, probably 6ft3. He wore a sleeveless shirt that exposed his thick, large, solid arms and well-defined muscles. Victoria watched his steps as he escorted her bedroom. They were steady, careful, and gentle. He had broad shoulders. His veins popped attractively. He had a perfectly shaped jaw. His long hair was packed almost in a ponytail and was the lightest shade of brown, silky and shiny they danced softly at his back while they looked gorgeously taken care of. His green eyes blinked slowly at her as he turned around.

"This is it," he said, his accent was thick English, "If you need anything-"

"No, I won't need anything," she interrupted and cleared her throat.

"Alright, I'd be here to pick you up for dinner," he said. Victoria looked at h