Coincidentally, the low murmur of the castle maids announced their arrival outside the chamber doors. Xulthas quickly raised his voice, commanding them to enter.
The moment the maids crossed the door bearing silver trays, they froze in wide-eyed shock. Standing in the center of the room, they took in the scandalous sight of Zaliyah, dressed in nothing but his undergarments, casually waking up in Xulthas's bed.
For weeks, the maids had been gossiping and wondering why the commander had strictly ordered the kitchen staff to prepare refined human meals. But seeing this sight, the reality clicked in their minds.
Terrified of Xulthas's temper, they didn't dare linger or make eye contact. They quickly placed the lavish meals onto the wooden table and practically fled the room.
"You just gave those servants enough gossip material to last them for at least three winters," Zaliyah spoke, his voice dry as he stepped down from the high bed, his bare feet meeting the cold floor.
