The Chosen One Version That I Like

Leandro wanted to stay in that position a little longer. It made him feel that she would be safe, somehow. 

It seemed like she also felt the same way, as she nuzzled her head in his chest, making him feel warmer inside.

Just then, a messenger from outside the Royal Chancery announced, "The carriage is ready, your Majesty."

Leandro glanced at the door, knowing that his blissful moments were only for a split minute. He must go back to being the King. 

But he was having a hard time letting go of Lady Aisha in his arms. Her soft body makes him want to spend a few more minutes with her. Her rhythmic breaths and her female human scent were like a natural aphrodisiac to his flesh. 

Indeed, he was physically captivated by her. But it seemed like it was not only his body but his soul as well. 

'If only, I could make her immortal, too.'

With that thought, he immediately shook his head. A memory that he wanted to forget flashed through his mind.