His piercing blue eyes sparkled as he stared at me, drawing me in with his captivating gaze. His hair was messy and tousled, as if he had just rolled out of bed, but in a charming, effortless way.
Despite the messiness, there was something undeniably attractive about it. Maybe it was the way his hair added a touch of whimsy to his features. Whatever it was, it exuded a certain charm that made you want to look twice.
I could never get used to seeing such a god before me.
He raised a brow as if waiting for an answer.
I was thankful Alex and Damaris decided to leave. Now it was only the two of us.
"I...I wanted to talk to you." I cleared my throat.
"Talk to me about what?" He asked uninterested in whatever I had to say as he sat on a chair.
His voice was icy, devoid of warmth or emotion, as he spoke to me. The words themselves might have been neutral, but the tone was frosty, making me feel like I was walking on thin ice.
"About last night.." I tried to gather the courage to bring it up
"What about it?" He asked interrupting me.
He was making talking to him hard.
"Look here Princess, if you are bored and have nothing to do, you can get yourself one of the male or female concubines here to keep you company. As many as you want. Just inform the maids and they'll arrange them for you. Now if you don't have anything more to say, you can leave."
I stood there, frozen in shock, as the words hung in the air like a challenge. The person's comment had caught me off guard, and I felt like I had been punched in the gut. My mind was racing, trying to process the disrespect, but my mouth seemed to have gone numb.
I wanted to respond, But my voice was trapped in my throat, unable to escape.
The moment stretched out, feeling like an eternity, as I struggled to find my voice. I might have even felt my face heat up with indignation or embarrassment, but still, no words came out. It was as if I was waiting for the shock to wear off, for the numbness to fade, so I could finally respond. But for now, I was stuck, too stunned to speak.