Azalia was woken up by some noises next to her.
Her sapphire eyes slowly fluttered open, her mind still feeling groggy from sleep as she took in her surroundings. The room was engulfed by darkness with the exception of some moonlight brightening the bed. It had to be the middle of the night and so Azalia wondered why she was already awake at that hour.
But the noises that had woken her up resumed and Azalia suddenly remembered that she was in the Adom King's bed, before realising the noises she was hearing were coming from no one else but Melech himself...
The Adom King was trashing around on the bed, low groans escaping his mouth every few seconds. Sweat was forming on his forehead and his brows were furrowed, his handsome features replaced by a pained expression.
Azalia was left star
