Making Love With Empty Air

“Welcome, Mr. Blades. Come, we will take you to the pavilion,“ said a palace guard who had just arrived before them.

“Thank you,” Blades replied.

As they all prepared to follow the guard to the pavilion, two maids of Nicundhra’s Palace came.

“Please Miss Remaia, the King is already waiting for you.”

Remaia, who was Queenie’s transfiguration, turned to Blades. Her face showed concern. Went into King Eric’s room for fun, indeed worried Queenie and everyone else. But Blades always tried to calm down.

“Go, Remaia, just wait for us there.”

The guard who readily took them frowned.

“Of course, you’re not going to the King’s chamber, Mr. Blades. As usual, only to miss Remaia will be in the King’s room.”

“Oh, yes. I totally understand. Don’t worry, Remaia will certainly stay there.”

They then separated themselves. Remaia and both maids walked to the other side of the palace, and the other, with the palace guard, headed to the left of the palace. As they were walking, Blades clenched his hands.