THE camera slowly moved closer. Astrid stood on a wide, grassy hill that rolled gently under a clear sky. The green grass was thick and dotted with small white and yellow wildflowers. As the lens found him, he turned and looked directly into it. A stunning smile spread across his face, reaching his eyes and making them sparkle with a warm light. His whole expression softened, radiating a pure and captivating joy that was impossible to look away from. He looked completely beautiful in that moment, filling the frame with his presence.
"No, young master," he said. His voice carrying a clear sense of promise. "This is only the beginning."
Director Evans clenched his fist tightly as he watched the shot on the monitor. A wide grin nearly broke out on his face. It was a perfect take. He could already picture how the audience would react when they saw it.
"Okay, cut!" he yelled.
