103 Forgotten Past

Izekiel looked at her indifferently.

"It's getting late."

He entered the bed chamber, it was dimly lit by the candles and the moon light that shrouded the room in a strange mystic aura.

But Nesrin had no time to pay attention to that, one look at the bed caused her heartbeats to race.

Why didn't he just punished her? The emperor was not supposed to tolerate something as indecent as peeking him bathing! After-all, Nesrin was disguised as a random person that should be a stranger to him.

"N-no, wait..." Nesrin stammered, "What if my heart oversteps the lines?"

"..."

"His majesty is already married and that would-are you listening?"

Nesrin wanted to cry when she saw the bed and his steps that were still firm and ears that turned deaf.

"Your majesty, you shouldn't make me do something like that!"