_ It is only three hours of horrification

A heaven's what?

If confusion had a stronger name, it'd be best to describe Afina's mind now. She had no idea what the prince was talking about nor did she know what he meant by calling her a heaven's descendant.

She thought the princes were the only descendants of the sinful earth. Divine persons in the line would whisper about them being forbidden heaven's descendants.

And he was calling her that?

Could insanity perhaps be one of the many flaws divine persons in the line would whisper about the prince possessing?

"My mama Xylia is of the flame line and so is father Atticus. Is there a new line called heaven perhaps?" she innocently raised her brow in a curious curl and ask.

Why was the prince finding pleasure in laughing mockingly at her?

He was laughing again before he stopped and the expression on his face went ugly.

He locked his gaze on hers once again. "You are a flame line descendant you say?" his mouth closed shut then he nodded before proceeding. "Prove it." he finished.

Prince Cargan was yet to watch the scene of the workout earlier today it seems. If he had, he would have seen her bend her fire element.

Afina raised her palm and wriggled it in a circular form before ending it with a flicker of her middle finger and thumb.

A little spark of flame settled at the tip of the two fingers. It was how she lights Ma. Danice's cookers and burn the rats that disturb the slum.

"Interesting." Prince Cargan nonchalantly said. "If you are a descendant of the flame line then what are you hiding?" he further asked.

More than anything, Afina was sure she had no secrets hidden. If the prince was so interested in her qi that he had to throw such direct accusations at her, she understood then why the other girls were so intent on believing she was a rich girl in disguise.

"I hide nothing, your eminence. I am just a regular girl of the slum lucky enough to be shown bountiful mercy by heaven's generosity to have leveled up effortlessly to the green qi at the ninth stage," she said more confidently now, her hands leaving their conjoined form in front of her.

The prince had the smug look on his face still. As if he was not the same curious person who had questioned her non-stop.

"I see." he simply said and Afina's breath halted when she saw him rise from the cultivation pool.

The illumination of the ray of sun slightly bestowing their glow on the pool was mesmerizing as it flickered on the bead of sand –which fell in a bed down from his body and onto their place in the pool.

His black garment which she had gotten to find out that he only shifted it down and not that he was naked did not fail in shining –as he shrugged it up making it no single exception in basking in the glory of the infinite sun as it created an appalling sight under the grace of the rays.

How did the prince know to get up at that exact moment when the first ray of sunlight of the day descended?

In all solemnity, heaven's touch was vividly apparent in the creation of Prince Cargan. There was no denying it.

While Afina was internally grateful to see that the prince had not risen in her presence naked like she thought, he dropped the garment effortlessly on the floor, and once again–Afina was face to face with prince Cargan's nudity alone in the cultivation room.

Perhaps, it was his immortality which has enhanced the prince's ability in predicting people or it was just sheer coincidence that prompted his accuracy in speaking just what was on Afina's mind.

"If it unsettles you to see a naked man, watch a movie with lots of nude displays to get familiar with the nakedness of the opposite sex because you will see me like this more often. It is my routine to remove my garments and then dress up after I was done cultivating," he explained, already drawing up the pants that were hung on the cloth hanger sitting in the room.

Even if she was supposed to reply to this, she wouldn't. Her voice was lost, and her legs were shaking again. With quickness, she averted her gaze and set it fixed on the sky outside the window.

Something warm which touched her face that was still glued outside caused her to jump startled.

"Heavens!" she jumped, unnerved.

It was prince Cargan who was done dressing up and had walked up to her, holding her chin.

"The sight of my body was too horrifying that you had to look away?" he had the look of a teenage boy whose ego had just gotten hurt.

What?

Prince Cargan's body was the total opposite of horrifying. Hell– she was not supposed to analyze the nakedness of a man like that but his question prompted such an unholy thought.

"No, no your eminence." Afina bowed her head and shifted a little away from him so that his hand would drop from her chin. "I only deem myself unfit to peak into the graciousness of your heavenly body," she said.

She decided that her notion about the prince was correct when he said to her with a straight face. "I will rather you drop the respect next time and stare." he spouted almost with anger.

Dear mother nature, rid this prince of his lustful nature.

"Yes, your eminence. I'm sorry." Afina apologized with a bowed head.

If prince Cargan accepted her apology or not, he did not mention it. He only walked away and out of the cultivation room.

Swiftly, Afina followed and so did Royal Advisor Celio. The man was no longer standing but sitting on one of the sofas by the time Afina came out of the cultivation section of the room to catch up with prince Cargan.

They were out in the corridor and were going to a destination Afina had no idea about.

"What is my schedule for today?" Prince Cargan asked from in front of them where he was walking.

Royal Advisor Celio was about to answer the prince when he suddenly halted and turned to Afina.

"What are you doing?" his usual shy eyes dimmed.

Afina stared confusingly at the Royal Advisor. "Going with his eminence—?" she shrugged.

"Your duty with the prince ends the moment he steps out of the cultivation room door." he pointed out.

Really?!

Afina was more than joyous to hear that.

She had already turned after a smile when the Royal Advisor finished his statement. "You are dismissed," he said but Afina was already walking away before she could even allow him to finish his statement.

She only needed to endure about three hours of horrification. That was soothing to her distress.