Her majesty decides every thing without a foot out of palace.
Those iron gates are not meant to be broken.
She never lived for smell and taste but needed her belongings at their place.
Eyes dried lips frozen but beauty was that face.
Life was ticks of clock till he arrived in the time between two heart beats.
She needed him with unlimited surprise at what you are and what is his lead.
He made no mistakes and replied those iron gates are not meant to be broken.