Chapter 41 - Surrendering Thy Self

Ruen looked at her with eyes burning every fiber of her being. He leaned against the door frame and said, “A minute it is then,” crossing both his arms while waiting for her to respond.

Lianne clenched her hands into a fist, conjuring up enough strength to confront the King despite his taunting gaze.

What was wrong with her now? She was stubborn already to seek an audience with him, but it was as if all her resolve had weakened just by the mere sight of him standing there, so close, so attractive, and so inviting.

Her eyes betrayed her as it perused the length of his bare chest. He was wearing his nightclothes just like her. Simple to say, they were both informally dressed.

With this realization, her body suddenly turned hot, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. This reaction only convinced her how vulnerable she was to this kind of attack of her senses. She couldn’t cr