What are you doing?

The prince of the Nightbrew kingdom blended into the crowd, the thought of gifting the queen the sex slave out of his mind. He hoped the queen would forget about him.

Thorn glanced around the crowd, his gaze stopping on a blue-haired woman; he felt she was familiar.

Then the memory of the assistant test flashed through his mind, and a frown grew on his face.

Thoughts of the queen consumed him, making him forget her existence entirely. Bella felt a gaze and looked over to see the queen's consort staring at her with a lost expression.

She raised her glass to him, her thoughts running wild. 'Has the queen consort taken a liking to me? What would it feel like to cuckold the queen?' Her heart skipped a bit at that thought.

The way she looked at Thorn became more flirty, causing Thorn so much disgust that he nearly gouged out her eyes. The grip around his glass tightened, his knuckles turning white but loosened.