_Naked prince Cargan

Afina

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As she sat down and the moans of the woman kept on flying to her ears, Afina wished she had not been an early goose. If she had come a little later, she would not have had to witness these outrageous moans of lust.

The louder the moans got, the more she tightened her hands on the hem of her skirt.

It didn't help that there was a man standing few steps away from her while they both listen to this tune of lovemaking.

Slowly, she brought her gaze up and tried to snatch a peek at him with a corner of her eyes.

Alas!

He seemed to be looking at her at that same moment and both of their eyes collided.

Oh dear, she wished she hadn't tried to sneak at him. Now the atmosphere seemed more awkward as Royal Advisor Celio had also awkwardly looked away from her immediately, trying to look casual.

Arghh! How to summon the earth again? She wanted it to swallow her.

Trying to clear the air, she gave a faint cough. "Ahem!"

Afina wondered if their eyes had met by accident or if Royal Advisor Celio had been looking at her.

Thankfully now, the noises seemed to have ended as they could hear no further moans or sounds coming from within.

She continued to sit and had even begun to hum to herself the line's anthem when she heard a feminine voice from behind.

"How dare you step into this room?!"

Was it her?

There was a woman draped from head to toe as elegant as an idol. She had her chocolate brown hair falling on her shoulders and her matching brown pupils were shone in disapproval— at her?

Afina had sprawled in startlement.

Royal Advisor Celio who was standing had also stood in attention.

Afina had no idea who the woman was but from her attire, she knew she must be a prominent person. Well, she had no idea until Royal Advisor Celio spoke.

"High house mother Laria. This is a personal maid of Prince Cargan," he explained.

High house mother?

This was one of prince Cargan's wives? No wonder— the moans...

The burning gaze of the woman upon her set Afina on feeling inferior standing in front of the woman.

"How can she dare to walk into here with blue hair?" she queried Royal Advisor Celio now.

Afina was a little glad the woman wasn't speaking to her. If she was, she would have had no idea what to say to her.

"That—" Royal Advisor Celio was about to say something but he halted.

Afina gazed up to see if there were any new developments for the reason behind Royal Advisor Celio's swallowed words when her own saliva got stuck right in the middle of her throat.

Her whole life, she had never seen a naked man. Okay, maybe she had seen some in magazines and TV but not one standing a few steps away from her.

Even father Atticus had never stripped naked in her presence.

There was no limit to the battlements to be witnessed being in this prince Cargan's cultivation room, was there?!

Wait...!

She knew this man.

Dear Heavens!

This cannot be...

Oh, she had seen his face. This face is in documentaries, banners, handbills, and almost everywhere across the line.

Who knew she would ever meet this face in person?

Or, who knew she would be seeing his balls and seeing all of his masculinity naked for the first time she would meet him?

Oh, she was going to faint. She would definitely pass out here. First, her ears were what bled from the moans and now her eyes had to suffer this— this too!

Afina drew in a breath through her nose, her eyes popped out after. Then rapidly, her mouth followed.

"What's going on here?" he demanded with a raised brow.

Afina could not even note his facial features at the moment. She could only stand there frozen to death with all her vitals aching.

"Your eminence—" Royal Advisor Celio whispered, as though through his tone, he wanted to point out to the man that it was inappropriate to appear like this in front of a stranger.

What bothered and flabbergasted Afina was that the man seemed indifferent and nonchalant about it. As though he expected her to be mature and act indifferent seeing his nudity.

The high house mother had gasped in astonishment too. "Cargan!" she scolded.

She was calling the prince by his name. She thought wives of the princes— to be specific, wives of some of the princes who were married were supposed to regard them with titles.

This indicated that prince Cargan was not a harsh one with his wives. Or maybe he just didn't care. Afina could have bet he did not care for his nomchantless was apparent in this their first meeting.

"You are making her see your nakedness. Get back inside!" the high house mother pushed prince Cargan disapprovingly back in then returned to commence her devious glare at Afina.

"You, get that hair dyed!" she commanded before opening the door. "I dyed my beautiful blonde hair to live in the high house and you dare walk in here with blue hair? The next time I see you with this hair color still, I will have you fed to my dogs!" she spat after turning to deliver her last warning and storming out.

Say matron Valentina was a witch? This was the leader of the coven!

Afina pitied whichever high house scholar got to serve under her. It would be fun to watch those brats meet their match.

As the door banged, Afina heaved a sigh of relief and then got confused as to whether to return to sit or stand.

Somehow, her eyes clashed with that of Royal Advisor Celio once more and the awkwardness rose higher.

Could he stop looking at her and spare her?!

Oh wait, she had also looked at him too. It was how she knew he was staring.

"Sorry for witnessing—" he was saying but when she turned her face to him again, he gulped. "For witnessing all of that." he managed to finish.

This one was a really shy one, Afina noted.

Shortly, Prince Cargan returned. He was now wearing a black garment with silky and smooth fabric like linen.

"What happened?" he demanded again.

Was it his voice that radiated so much dominating aura or his presence?

The aura was overpowering the room and was engulfing her essence, sending her to feel too little and small. She felt too little to even look at his presence at all.

Funny how this powerful aura was not alien to her. She felt as though she had felt it somewhere before or with someone.

But who?

If only she wasn't so forgetful.

Royal Advisor Celio took to speaking now. "High house mother Laria wanted to know why the high house scholar had blue colored hair," he explained.

Afina felt the prince's eyes on her. Now, she bent her head lower and faced the ground.

Who was she to look the prince in the eyes?

The enchanting dominating aura shooting out from him was enough to make her legs wobble.

"Look up and meet my eyes." she heard his commanding statement.

Look him in the eye?

Could she even stand to do that?

Still, she could not doing disobey a royal order regardless of how drawn she felt to running away from the room just to be free from this ambiance holding her prisoner.

As she raised her head and saw clearly his eyes, she found red irises in his eyes sitting in between a pair of golden pupils.

Those irises, she could have sworn she had seen them somewhere before.