Chapter 12

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(Maximilian's pov)

"Luna" I called her name and there was no response,

"You are folding my cloth," I said again attempting to separate her from my body where she suddenly held onto,

"Luna" I called lifting her face, her forehead blowing hot and her eyes near closing

"What is wrong with you?" I asked her, she stared at me with her eyes opened halfway through, a mixture of confusion and panic, what was wrong

"I'm fine," she said, her voice low,

"Rest it's the alcohol," I said helping her lay on her bed, she immediately curled herself in bed letting out a soft groan.

I can't let her sleep in that heavy gown, she needs to change, as I took the step to help, I immediately stopped myself, what would she think of me when she woke up, a perv who creeps on sleeping and helpless women perhaps? Why do I even care what she thinks about me?

I found myself smiling as I stared at her, I have never seen anyone like her, or maybe my lack is social skills is stopping me from meeting more peopl