Duke Victor Steele

Martina's POV

" Your majesty, what happened to your body? Why are you covered in wounds again?" The maids anxiously questioned.

If I told them I had a not so romantic night with Loren in one of the inn. He was aggressive and madman the whole night which caused me to suffer in his hands. ' Nah, I can't say that. I'll look foolish to them. Because being a capable swordmaster not able to defend myself in such a situation is embarrassing!'

I sighed and grabbed one robe. Putting it on I lazily sat down in front of my mirror. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, the tired eyes and messy black hair. Placing my hair on the right side of my shoulder, I carefully stared at the bite marks of Loren's fangs on the left side of my neck. It was deep and visibly clear to see.

" Your majesty, pardon the interruption. Mage Drystan has come to see you," one of the maids informed.

Drystan? Why was he here? Then again it's alright since I was going to call him to heal me. I asked the maid to bring