“The emperor said that he hates my scent, right?” Alexina thought, resting her back against the backrest chair. Her chin rested on her proximal phalanges. “I wonder if I am releasing my pheromones.” Sniffing her wrists, she tried to trace the pheromones which the Emperor talked about. “I cannot sense it. Then how could he even get a sniff of my pheromones?” Letting out a deep breath, she pouted. “I guess my heat is close. I should prepare some stronger medicine this time so as to not create troubles anymore.”
Standing up, she stretched her arms before walking to a huge trunk kept in the corner of her room. She slid her hand into the pocket of her specially sewn dress, fishing out a bunch of keys. Choosing the right key, she inserted the cold object into the lock. Pressing her thumb and i
