As things proceeded within the book, Ember found herself holding her breath with the next shocking matter she read from the following lines. The king's hand was roaming his wife's body. Didn't Draven do the same thing? While pinned against that bookshelf, he had touched her chest and—
Instinctively, her hands moved to cover her chest. Ember found herself panting at this point, her face so hot she was thankful no one could see her expression inside her study.
'Do husbands really do this? I thought His Majesty was just being unreasonable back then. But why…do they need to…? It's embarrassing! Aah! So embarrassing!'
It took her some time to calm herself. Though she was trying hard to focus on the story, images of Draven occupied her mind, and at times, she started fantasizing about her and Draven in place of the king and the princess in bed…
