I Was Married To A Man Half Woman: My Past Life's Unrequited Love

A young man at the age of eighteen come running through the hallway breaking the pot of flowers opening the delicate room door with excellent curving of flowers and a falcon domineeringly facing the west..a crystal shield was attached to its c.h.e.s.t. Pushing the door at an impressive power it flung open.

Panting "your highness prince Lenard!"

stunned, what welcomes him is an empty room and papers scattering around the place. Worried he started looking in the chamber, study room, kitchen, bathroom and even outside the window..he was unable to see the person he's looking for anywhere in the right wing of the castle.

Inside the room instead he saw a letter saying "im going out, don't look for me"

-_- scratching his head "that idiot!"..is he? "don't tell me he is out there again!"

Swiftly fixing the room to how it usually is, clean and fresh the young man once again run out the castle, took a horse and rode it going straight to the city M. At high speed Hardly hitting the horse hoping that he could catch-up to his prince.

"where are you idiot!. I don't wanna get scolded just because you sneak out without informing me and in such an important occasion too?. Tsk!"

That night on the city, a tall and slender young man wearing a noble aura walking coldly on the street.

Wearing flaming long red robe, his small emerald eyes who seemed to not see anyone around. Long silver hair fluttering in the wind. Tall nose, thin lips and skin as white as snow. He was the center of attractions wherever he goes.

Girls cant help but turn around. Blushing, admiring the beauty that can destroy a city. Though he is cold and wearing a pokers face, everyone cant help but be in awe. Though Feeling a slight fear those who look at him like they are going to eat him whole keep on stealing a glance but the young man seems so used to being on this situation so he ignorantly continued strolling on the market as if it is his own place .

Not too far from where he was, he saw a couple talking to a girl in the entrance of the meat-shop, she is wearing a light blue dress, hair as silky and black as the night fluttering in the wind. Her face and demeanor can be the cause of fall of a city.

Her face as big as palm, skin as white as a porcelain jade. Pointed nose, Small deep cyan blue eyes that seems to see what is inside a persons heart, cheery lips. Looking at her seems to enchant once heart however she has the aura which made him feel like she was a weakling.

He thought "not bad.. but i don't like timid girls, boring.." and he walked to a different direction.

This is not the first time i went outside scouting the area that i thought would help me be distract for a day away from that boring and vexing home, in fact every time i got bored or doesn't want to meet someone i sneak out to avoid being disturbed.

With his sword on his right h.i.p.s, his wardrobe flutter as he walk towards the swords smith shop.

"so dreamy.." a girl on her twenties said to her servant "go ask for his name!"

"but miss" the servant look at her master with worry showing on her slightly troubled face

Seeing it, a friend of her master end up interjecting to help her out of the situation "hey easy.. what if he is married?"

"no way!.."

Inside as he slowly walked, he was thinking as to what sort of sword he should buy. Fit for a girl, easy to wield by a petite woman.

He then go to the unique shelf, touching, holding and analyzing every designs that caught his beautiful eyes then the owner comes out and saw the man on his store picking everything that is unique but he wonder why he looks for such designs.

"Good evening sir, have you chosen anything that suites your palate?" the owner humbly ask

"do you have anything that isn't heavy but still tough? Something that has a unique feature and will match with... sigh.. Much better if it was made alone without any copy " the man ask in return.

He was beginning to be suspicious on this customer of his, this mans taste is like of those girls.

Is he a collector? , Perhaps a man with a gender issue?. The owner think so himself.

The man never heard an answer so he look at the owner and ask him the same question. Realizing that the customer is looking at him he ask

"sir?."

Sighing"forget it, can you just show me any expensive and unique arm tools that is store here in your shop?"

"oh-oh of course-of course!"

"please come this way"