Downstairs in the sitting area, Lucius stood guard. He observed the Princess. He kept thinking of how seductive she was.
Why would an unmarried lady do that? For him, it was intimate between couples. He watched how Princess Ariana giggled at whatever the commander said.
Next, she placed her hand on Jackson, just like she did to him. His widened like saucers, was the Princess characterless? Did she trust so much in her beauty to get things done? Truly, she was gorgeous, unearthly.
He wondered if it was normal, the Commander didn’t see anything wrong with it. Their conversation continued like nothing happened.
Or is it something that the West do? He settled for that. He didn’t want to think of the royal blood as an untrained lady. It definitely must be something the West do.
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