The Nicundhra Ceremony

“Remaia, you’re getting amazing. Because of your perfect service, I always miss you,“ said King Eric.

They were sitting down to enjoy dinner together in King Eric’s room. King Eric saw Remaia just silent with a cold face. She slowly chewed the food and ignored King Eric’s words. Remaia was not at all interested in King Eric’s compliment.

So different from Remaia that existed in King Eric’s memory. Remaia, who a few minutes ago made love to him in bed. Because what King Eric had in mind was his own imagination.

“King, is the Red Orchid formula so powerful?”

King Eric frowned. He stopped his hand, which was bringing food into his mouth.

“You seem very interested in the formula,” said King Eric.

Queenie immediately changed her tone. Make it a little spoiled.

“Of course, my Lord. If you get stronger, then it means that my position as your beloved woman is getting higher. No one will bother me.”

Queenie felt like vomiting at the sound of her own voice. A tone of voice that sounded like a c