Moonset, Flowing Water, and Midnight Thoughts

She Had beauty enough to topple kingdoms, a face enough to enchant cities He Had exceptional intelligence and overflowing pride She was a princess of the realm, the seventh daughter and the most beloved child of the current sovereign He was the realm’s chancellor, a young minister and the current sovereign’s most capable aide Without fate, there would be no longing, no thoughts of one another. Without talent, there would be no attraction, no pull between them. Without country and duty, there would be no misunderstandings aplenty. I had never known longing; now that I do, it torments me. He and she, beneath the setting moon and beside flowing waters, longing for each other in the middle of the night.