𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗔.

Stepping back inside, Hera began unbuttoning her shirt one by one. Her gaze briefly flicked toward Prince’s suitcase before she walked over to the wardrobe, where her clothes had already been neatly arranged. — @saintofyours

“Come on, let’s go check the preparations together after this.” She rose from her seat, the sea breeze once again lifting strands of her hair. “You can rest while I clean myself up.” she added.

Hera rose slightly and shifted to the side, making space for Prince to take the seat she had occupied. “About the engagement party,” she continued, turning her attention back to the matter at hand, “is there anything we need to take care of?” — @saintofyours

“You’ve gotten more handsome,” Hera murmured. Then, with a hint of teasing curiosity, she added, “Are you in love?” she asked lightly, recalling how, from her observation, men always seemed fresher and more attractive when they had feelings for someone.

Eventually, she let out another soft sigh and fell into silence, waiting for someone she hadn’t seen in weeks due to the relentless pace of their lives. — @saintofyours

The sound of crashing waves filled her ears clearly. Her mind began to wander, trying to piece together what she had yet to do, what tasks remained unfinished, what things she hadn’t confirmed.

She decided to leave it all to Prince’s assistants, who worked like robots. “Have you eaten? If you haven’t, bring some food here. I haven’t eaten,” Hera murmured, not bothering to open her eyes. — @saintofyours

But in reality, Hera still allowed her hectic schedule to turn her life upside down. She no longer even had the energy to make sure everything was ready for her engagement ceremony with Prince the day after tomorrow, the decorations or anything else.

@saintofyours Happy birthday once again big boy.

@allhailforme I’ll check to Lily.

Happy Birthday, mi amor. 💚