Alexander and Fabiyana

"Lord Husband, it is an honor to be in your grace. My name is Fabiyana!"

The moment Alexander heard these sweet words like they were the chirpings of an innocent lark, he felt his jaws lose power and become slack, and even the food he was chewing threatened to spill out of his mouth.

But Alexander could care less about those things.

Instead, he had to try very hard to only swerve his head towards the origin of this sound, as his neck felt it had lusted and turned into wood.

He could not believe what he was hearing, and he really hoped up until now his senses had been playing a trick on him.

And it was with those overly optimistic thoughts that with much difficulty he finally turned his head to spot the origin of this sound.

But of course, the sight was what he had expected.