Ten minutes later, after a quick shower, Mathena went out of the small bathroom, hand-combed her hair, and began annoying the prince; after all, it was all she could do not to embarrass herself any further, not that those daydreams were not as beautiful; as it was supposed to be, it was private, and she doesn't want to mention it to Xeon ever. "So, Xeon, what’s next?" "It seems like this so-called criminal hunting bendeta is definitely a training…" She smirked, the smugness in her face was apparent, and Xeon just rolled his eyes and disappeared.
"What the f*ck!?" Mathena grumbled under her breath. "You can't just do that."
An hour later, inside the RV, Mathena asked Xeon, "How the hell did you do it?"
"Did what?" In Xeon’s smirk, she knew it was an announcement of some sort; he was abo
