The accident

The next morning, Eleanor woke up she flutter her eyes open. The sun rays was shimmering into the room through silk white curtains which hung on the window.

"It's morning already," she mutters sleepily, her lips let out a yawn and she struggled to sit up on the bed.

Her eyes were itching and she lifted her hand to her left eye, scratching the spot.

At that moment, Eleanor heard the door of the bathroom was opened.

Eleanor was startled, she stopped scratching her eye and she perk up her eyes at the bathroom.

"My love," She purred like a cat when she saw the king, and her eyes drooled at how burly and handsome he looked in his towel.

"Hope you slept well?" King Spencer asked, he was now moving towards her. His hands were placed on his waistline, and his muscles and huge biceps were only visible to the woman who lay on the bed.

"Yes, I did!" Eleanor replied with a nod, she was watching him coming closer to her and he leans his lips to her own.

"No," Eleanor snapped her head away