Xenia stirred in her sleep. When she finally opened her eyes, she quickly sat up only to see a man with a familiar build with his back to hers. He was drying his hair with a towel, and she couldn't help but stare at him even as she composed herself.
"We're at the encampment?" she asked as she forced herself back up to her feet.
Darius turned at her with a smile. "We are.." He then asked, "How are you feeling? Did you have a good rest?"
Xenia had to hold her breath for a while upon seeing Darius in his light and cheerful mood. He looked enticing with his messy hair like that; loose strands of his dark swaying lazily over his face. He looked so breathtaking and- No!
Xenia quickly shook her head, snapping herself back to reality as she reprimanded herself. She could only hope that the king didn't notice her drooling around from his manliness.
'Oh heavens… What is wrong with me!?' she inwardly cried out.
