The maids began on her hair, every now and then bickering about what went best with her outfit.

He began thinking of how his mate would look when he saw her, he was so anxious to see her. His heartbeat fast in his chest as he galloped through the woods towards their territory.

She is watering her garden
Still humming

She smiled faintly, doing something she hadn't done for at least 10 years. Dressing up for one person specifically. She didn't mind the maids bickering, they simply wanted her to look beautiful. And that's what she wanted too.

She could show up in a potato sack and she would still be beautiful to him.

The stop by her garden, glaring down at her and blocking the sun that shone down on her.

They soon finished her hair alng with the rest of her outfit, and she waved them out, staring at herself in the vanity mirror.

He reached the territory line, smelling the air. He was welcomed, his horse reared back and then sprinted forward, leaping over a little creak and galloping towards the castle.

She looks up, confused
" can I help you."

She stood, going out to her balcony and watching for him.