Yet youth is selfish, and love is sweet.
"My true knight for ever and ever," she whispered, and laid a happy head on Michael's shoulder.
There was no room in her heart just then for aught but sweet content.
Yet youth is selfish, and love is sweet.
"My true knight for ever and ever," she whispered, and laid a happy head on Michael's shoulder.
There was no room in her heart just then for aught but sweet content.