It was midnight, the sun has already set, the whole outer realm quiet and the king hasn't arrived yet.
Elara was sitting with sleep and worry etched in her. Her mind has been running a hundred miles per minute.
She has never stripped in front anyone before, she's no saint and immediately the king sees—...
She never thought she would be the king's consort talk less of having to perform such an act.
The king just barges in disrupting her thought process.
He stood by the door glancing at her with so much disdain. "Why aren't you asleep?"
"Because I was waiting for you" Elara said as a matter of factly. The king was clearly not pleased with her answer.
"Are you dumb or stubborn?" Elara stands up, staying close to him.
"What did you just call me?" Out was the courtesy Elara spent whole night learning but she couldn't take disrespect lying down.
The king stood to his full height looking at her down his nose.
