The music of the piano playing so lovely echos through this empty space and into the ears of the listeners. She plays so lovingly that it takes him to a whole another world. A world that was once full of disappointment and anger, faded quickly when her fingers touched the keys and created the most blissful melody that could surely make every heart pure, even through a song.
He closed his eyes and hummed to the music resonating through the spacious room. Townspeople from all ages and places gathered quietly. The sun casting it's light through the beautifully painted windows, the kinds you would only find in the churches around the world. Her features were elegant, her fingers danced over the keys as if she had played it all her life and her fingers led the way to each note. Her red lips curved into a smile at the edges, knowing she was creating such a crowd that all enjoyed her music. The white laced dress clung to her frame, golden brown hair straighten and hung over her shoulder.
He smiled and kept his eyes closed. Medium length black hair resting over his tanned features, clothes that were torn and dirtied, hands gloved with fingerless leather. He sighed softly and opened his eyes, looking over her frame, soaking in the beauty. Leaning against the wall, he had continued to listen to every tune, every key, every melody she played for them. He found himself becoming lost in the music, daydreaming you could say. His eyes met hers as she smiled softly at him, oh how her smile made him feel so light and at peace. It was he needed to get through the day, to sneak a glance at her smile, for it could fix even the roughest days.
You would think, for someone of royalty, she would never have seemed so lovingly, oh but she was. She was of royalty, but she had treated everyone of equal status. Never one higher than the other, it was why everyone loved her. It was why he loved her. He nodded his head and smiled kindly back to her before she glanced back to the piano.
Oh how he wished for her, but it would only be a mere dream. For she was of royalty, he was lower than her. He was her servant.. a lowly drifter who she took in, nursed to health, and gave him work.
He pushed himself off the wall and straightened himself out. Walking back to the kitchen to continue his job, he whispered to himself, "One day.."