Walking quickly through the halls, Ibven kept her face lowered in shame, feeling the gaze of everyone present on her as she walked through the place. Having hardly slept at all, having stayed up all night having endless rounds of s*x next to the king, at dawn both had to get up to go to their various activities, Jimmien as the king, and Ibven as a madrassa mistress.
And although both had awakened early and had separated at that same hour, that did not prevent that when they left the king's chambers, all the guards noticed Ibven and spoke in whispers among themselves, and as all the servants Ibven came across looked at her in the same way. That was usual, for when the servants knew that Ibven was staying overnight with the king, in their little heads they had many misconceptions as to what
