Heart break...

Meanwhile..

Fasik was also busy getting dressed to meet the girl in library, while a friend sitting beside him was sitting writing down another love poem for him, side by side explaining him the rules of the process.

"Hmm... that is pretty easy. In a few days, I shall be able to manage writing on my own." The boy smirked proudly as he looked at his image in the mirror. The boy has unusually royal taste for his age and always loved the finer things in life. He was now dressed in a beautiful silk gray robe, adorned with several gems on his waist. His hairs were slicked back neatly, while he looked extremely handsome and manly. "How do I look to meet my girl?"

"You look handsome. The lady will not be able to resist you." The boy smiled and then handed over another poetry written on piece of paper. "Whenever you feel like you are being tested, speak out one of these poems."