chapter 8

I sat on one of the chairs as I waited for Prince Barlion to return.

It's probably been about thirty minutes- or more- since he went to get his bath.

And lucky me, the woman that drew him his bath didn't return. Or so I thought she wouldn't return.

But she did.

When she came back, she didn't even look at me. She just bowed her head and walked in to the bathroom.

Again, I saw that same shame and pity she had when she left earlier.

I had no idea why she was back, but when she entered the bathroom, she didn't fully close the door like she did before. Instead, she left it slightly opened.

In a few seconds, I heard a groan... his groan. My body immediately tensed up as I pictured all sorts of things they might be doing in that bathroom.

I had hoped he wouldn't humiliate me for at least a single day or night, but it seems I'm wrong.

I tried to stay put, let them do what ever they want to do. Just pretend that I am not even here.

I tried to close my eyes and picture my home but the soft no