His Majesty must know how to make a woman happy in bed.

Ylvia's expression faltered. "I love her very much, Your Majesty." She admitted, knowing it didn't matter what she said as it was already obvious from how fast she had agreed to come to Itrusia. "Despite being a princess, she is kind and treats her maids not just as servants, but as humans as well as her close friends."

Her explanation made sense. That did sound like a view Delaney would have.

"That's okay, but you should know that I do not allow you to give my servants the impression that they can have a close relationship with their master." He warned.

"I understand, Your Majesty." She let out a breath when Delaney came up beside Darius.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to scare my maids?" She scolded him.

He grinned down at her. "Your maids? I brought them from Ivrasea. As far as you know, they are Itrusian maids now."

She glared at him in anger. Did he get off on upsetting her?