Chapter 55
“What is this queen story?” “Why don’t we talk about it later,” Carmichael dodged, stretching on the bed. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “I prepared everything for your return, but I refused to hope for it until I saw you strolling in the courtyard garden with your clothes in tatters.” “Is that why they all bowed down to me?” There was a knock on the door and Carmichael shouted to come in without telling me. I punched him on his chest and pulled the sheet up over my shoulders. He remained naked in front of the beautiful young woman who burst into the room. “Pardon the inconvenience, My Master, but Salomon asks to see you on an important matter.” I raised my head and observed the beautiful stranger whose crystalline voice with an American accent still echoed in my ears. She wore expensive
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