
Roll ... roll.
Roll ... roll.
Turn right, turn left.
Snoring, recumbent.
Sit, stand, sleep again.
Roll ... roll.
"Let's!" The princess felt frustrated and ruffled her own hair.
He also looked at the clock hanging on the wall.
02.30
It was early in the morning, but his eyes were hard to shut. He pulled out a blanket and tried to hide himself under it. Looking for the warmth that might be with it, he can fall asleep more soundly.
"It's crazy!"
Sreth!
He shouted as he opened the blanket and kicked it to the edge of the bed.
The princess got off her bed and walked towards the bathroom.
Standing right in front of the wide mirror, he pulled out his hair. Opened his forehead wide and looked into his hollow eyes.
The little he opened his lips, he elus the surface of the lips that glistened due to the moisturizer. Then the princess closed when she remembered how Prince Arshlan flanked her lower lip using the handsome prince's lips.
"No ..," he hissed in front of the mirror and he opened his eyes again.
When the softness that was flanking his lips was real. The sensation was so warm and chewy the first time he felt.
"I can't be complacent, he's used to doing that with other women. He thinks this is all normal."
Deg .. deg .. deg ....
But that blow he could not just eliminate.
"Crazy prince! He's crazy!" elak the princess in everything she imagined. "Yes .. I'm crazy. He's driving me crazy ...."
After that, the princess soaked her body into a private pool in her bathroom.
*
"I felt like there was a very important incoming message all night, but I forgot I didn't reply."
The prince recalled an emergency message he received last night before he fainted. After that, he did not receive any more messages because he forgot and wanted to rest.
Drinking the herbs of forest ginseng and mandelish grass over and over again, made his body absorb a lot of heat to replenish his energy circle. This resulted in him needing a lot of rest so that his internal energy returned perfectly.
He did not open his phone because he was BUSY sleeping.
"Jeez, Arshlan. Paula's mother was injured in the assault on minister Garfield yesterday, and you fell asleep instead?" The prince cursed himself who had just realized how precarious the condition of his mother from his friend in Raisilian.
That morning the prince immediately prepared with the clothes that had been provided by Noirland.
Prince Arshlan reflected and observed his appearance. He looked at one by one the details of the typical Noirland clothes he wore.
"It turns out that Gerald said there was a point, the clothes from Noirland were indeed too tacky for noble men." The prince shook his head.
But there was no other choice for him, he could not wear his clothes yesterday, and he did not bring any clothes or things. When he was in Raisilian he borrowed all the clothes of the king Gery who was of a stature like him.
Tok tok tok tok
"His Highness Prince Arshlan, all the royal members have been waiting for you for breakfast."
The voice of the servant sounded from outside.
"Say I'll join soon."
The prince fixed a little of his clothes. He forced a smile when he saw himself wearing the typical Noirland outfit.
"You're still good-looking, Arshlan. Yeah!"
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Do you remember when King Gerald wore the typical Noirland outfit and he did not like the outfit?
Comments below yes ... ;)