8

Rosalind

“This should be enough,” I muttered to myself as I walked back to my room. The Unity Ball is still in full swing at the event hall, so I didn’t have a hard time sneaking into the servant’s chambers to get some of their clothes.

Just as I entered the room, I heard the bathroom door open.

“Oh, good. I came right on time. I borrowed these clothes from the servant chambers, so I hope you won’t mind wearing such clothes. Well, I am giving them to you for free, so really, there’s no room for you to complain—”

I stopped in my tracks when I saw a handsome and muscular man standing in front of me. He was wearing nothing but a towel, and droplets of water cascaded down his beautiful pecs and abdominal muscles, the steam from the shower emanating from his skin.

My eyes trailed down to his body then up to his face. Hell. Is this really Axel? His once dirty face was now shaven clean, and his eyes we