It was a faint, soothing scent of fresh grass.
Just as he was lost in the tranquility, fantasizing about an intimate moment with Yuri Sinclair, someone walked in.
At first, she didn't pay much attention, but when she saw Howard with his eyes closed, resting his head on Yuri Sinclair's pillow, she couldn't stop herself from crying out, "Howard, you... what are you doing?"
Howard's sweet daydream was shattered by the shout. His eyes flew open, and he immediately sprang away from the pillow. He pointed at it and explained awkwardly, "What brand is this pillow? It's really comfortable."
"Ah? Oh, it's a latex pillow. His Majesty specifically brought it back from Arkanan a few years ago with the Imperial Concubine."
"That explains it! It really is comfortable. I'll have to go online and buy a set for myself later."
Howard's explanation clearly diffused the awkwardness, but Elaine was still a little disdainful. She felt it was rude of him to casually use someone else's pillow and bed.
