Wings for a featherless falcon (part 2)

"I know exactly the woman I want to marry," he declared confidently.

Adela turned her head away, but she could still feel his gaze lingering on her face, heating the side he was intensely focused on. She listened as he continued, his words painting a vivid picture.

"Her eyes should be like the heavens, looking down on everything and everybody. She should be able to challenge the kingdom with just one look... Her hair shouldn't be touched by those around her; only the wind should be allowed to brush through it freely. She should strive to keep her emotions in check, but the blood that rushes to her face and spreads around should expose her true feelings."

Adela's face snapped up, her eyes locked on him, unable to believe the words coming out of his mouth.