98 Five hundred acres of land

The man who landed on the balcony was none other than Hiraan. Never in her dreams had she expected him to sneak into her room secretly. Was he here for Alora?

"Argh! My back! Who built this palace? There is no proper plan." Hiraan growled, stretching his body like a lazy cow. "Climbing three floors is so tiring."

"Is this a way of exercise to increase the fat in your flat ass?"

"Don't call me 'flat ass', you pervert lady." Hiraan glared at her. "Do you have any clue how much trouble I went through to sneak in here? I had to outfox three guards."

"How unlucky! They should have caught you and hung your body from the tower upside down."

Hiraan scowled, his expression as sour as a lemon in a snowstorm.

She seemed to share Arazhan's penchant for mockery, Hiraan thought. He hadn't planned to be here, but what to do? He packed his luggage already, leaving him with abundant time until evening.