His rage

After another 30 minutes, the girl was already holding a giant plate in her hand, and was now walking towards the left wing of the palace in much confidence. "I cannot wait to see his reaction. I make sure I burn him with jealousy and curiosity." 

Rabia smiled cunningly as she walked inside the long corridor. As soin as she halted she gasped in much shock. Firdauze had just stepped out of the bath abd had wrapped a white colored thin towel around his waist. The loose towel, was ready to fall any moment, while the girl gulped looking at his tonned body, fair skin and strong arms. His wet messy hair had dripped water all over the room's floor and he was wakking barefoot in the room towards a cupboard.

"Relax." She whispered to herself, reminding herself of her game plan. Surely, she had not expected the man to be naked and so tempting, that she had to now control her urge for him. "Your highness. I brought a meal for you."