Instead of answering King Raithen, Morielle requested that they should eat dinner first. But the reality was that she was too nervous to say to him that she would now want to be his eleventh wife, just as he proposed several times. Almost every single day, after meeting her on her birthday celebration.
His eyes were on her while they ate, although she was not really hungry. In fact, she just ate a little and mostly drank some wine instead.
“Are you here to get drunk? Not that I’m complaining. We can most likely make a hot memory after we drank together,” he uttered and smiled wickedly at her.
She could not help but snort and laugh. But d*mn it! She was already excited by those suggestive words he said, with his eyes never leaving her face, especially her lips.
King Raithen called a sai
