~Storme~Eventually, after Theo left, Grace returned to my room. Her sharp eyes immediately took in the disheveled state of my bed, the tangled sheets, and my tousled hair. She hesitated, a curious look flashing across her face.I barely had time to concoct a lie before she asked, her voice as gentle as ever, “Did you have a nightmare, Your Highness?”Her concern wasn’t entirely misplaced. The way I was tangled in my sheets, the faint signs of exhaustion on my face; it could easily suggest a restless night. But I didn’t exactly feel like explaining why I was in such a state. I couldn’t possibly tell her that I was exhausted from having too many orgasms from the king’s son."Why do you ask?" I replied.She gave a slight shrug, her lips curling into a small, polite smile. “Your hair,” she pointed out softly. “And your bedding... It looks like you were being chased by a demon.”Well, I guess we could call him that. Maybe an incubus?Nah, he was far from that. An incubus wouldn’t put my
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