As I climb up the stairs and walk towards my bedroom door carrying Eve in my arms, I see the guards look at me with curiosity. They bow to me, bending their heads as I near them but I know they are f*****g curious.
One of the guards instantly opens the door for me with the spare key as my hands aren't free to press my thumb on the door to open.
"Don't disturb me until I notify you. I don't even want to have my meals. Tell that I am out of the station," I tell the guards.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Both of them say in chorus and I can smell curiosity from them that they are trying to hide.
The door slides open and I walk inside the room. The door slides closed behind me leaving my room dim from the table lamp like it's dark outside. I seldom draw my thick curtain that blocks the ray
