Leaning her shoulder on the ajar door she stared at him while he continued to wipe himself down, and ignored the slight look of interest in her eyes.
“Where are they?” He couldn’t help but rise to her bait, his curiosity gaining the best of him.
“Before we talk on that,” She raised a finger in the air and tilt her head slowly. “What’s the name of that rude concubine of yours again?”
“Who?” He narrows his eyes in confusion, with the number of females often gifted to him by greedy Lords serving under the throne he’d lost count of the number of women in the palace.
Besides Rose and a few others, he barely entertains the rest of the females. And now that Rose is temporarily gone the causal lure of entertainment has faded far from his mind.
“The exuberant one, with the temperamental a
