44. Will you come to me?

Frederick needed to accelerate the royal wedding urgently and sneak away to get married in any chapel or village church. It wasn't an option, as if that information were to leak, malicious comments from the kingdom's subjects would only fall on Selene. The king released a heavy sigh and decided to stop thinking about it for a moment. Resting peacefully by his side was his fiancée, and the sight was the most special he could have imagined-rosy cheeks, disheveled and loose hair, the curve of her waist, and her naked hips next to her leg. It all made his body react, but he had to control himself. Selene wasn't accustomed to it; her body was still getting used to new sensations, and he knew she would be resentful afterward for the activity they had engaged in. Moreover, they hadn't eaten anything since the previous evening.

Carefully, Frederick moved Selene's body off him and let her rest a bit longer while he went to the bathroom for a quick bath, having only a canteen with fresh water.