Can’t You Feel My Agony
Xenia's face burned when she finally saw how their ripped clothes were scattered all over the floor. Her eyes widened even further at the sight of Darius's bed, of which was a total mess with blood spots littered all over the sheets.
"Is that… mine?" she gasped out. She wasn't aware that she had bled down there that much.
"Don't worry, Dale will take care of it," Darius said with a grin, his glowing against the light of dawn. "Come. Let's eat while we watch the sunrise."
"But is that okay? Won't rumors spread?" Xenia worriedly commented. "Maybe I should take care of it with Jayra. Ah, right... I'll handle this with Jayra." It was a valid worry. They weren't married yet, so she really didn't want any rumors about how she was seducing their king to be spreading again.
"Hmm… Dale will keep this a secret, so you don't need to worry too much," Darius reassured her. "He's my most trusted personal servant. He'll be quiet."