Prime

It was actually Zenesha inside who was startled, but Zenesha on the surface still maintained her appearance, which was pure and graceful without any flaws. She didn't have any reaction to this.

No matter what Zenesha thought about it, this was really abnormal!

She stared at the guy who dared to obstruct her way and frightened her. Zenesha was already marking this potential enemy of hers. In fact, she viewed everyone in the harem as part of her enemy and potential names for her to kill list.

The attendants remained silent and bowed their heads as though they were ashamed of losing their bearing because of the sudden appearance of the man. The people who could live in the Crimson Moon Palace held a high status as being part of the harem. They might not have the same status as the four main harem members, but their status was already significant.

Zenesha stood in her place as she waited for the man to notice and introduce himself. It was even more so inside her; she was already focusing on his appearance to see if she could recognize him or at least memorize his features for future encounters.

The man didn't make her wait too long, as he happened to lift his head, and their eyes met in an instant. Zenesha couldn't help but focus her attention on him. This time, with different intentions than earlier, she was almost mesmerized by the man's almost perfect appearance.

His short, golden hair seemed to spark in the light, and the same golden pupils enthralled anyone who managed to meet his eyes. Zenesha rejected the idea of calling him handsome, saying it was simply out of this world.

The dominance that he exuded was faint and almost negligible, but for some reason, Zenesha had an inkling that it was only controlled to some extent. She didn't know if it was a coincidence or if it was truly the man's intention.

She couldn't help but become wary of the man's identity; her years of experience as an assassin had already honed her instincts and senses when it came to danger. Zenesha, even though she was only inside as a soul and didn't have any control over the body, could clearly sense that the man wasn't simple. He was extremely dangerous.

Even when she was with the four spawns of hell, she never felt this way. This man was in no way one of the cannon fodder in the Crimson Moon Palace. However, who was he?

"Your Majesty," he greeted and slightly bowed his head, but while it seemed somewhat respectful to the ears, Zenesha suspected that the man didn't respect her at all!

And this suspicion was proven true as the man lifted his head; there was an inexplicable glint in his eyes, and there was something about the way he looked at her. It seemed as though... he could see through her!

This stumped Zenesha so much. Was this man able to see the anomaly in this body? With this suspicion, other than being cautious, she had an emerging thought within her. Was it possible...

Before she could continue, Zenesha had already spoken, so the act continued.

"You are?" She inquired politely and gently about the man; it seemed even she didn't know who the man was.

It wasn't surprising that Zenesha couldn't recognize a member of her harem, as in the novel, aside from the main harem members, she never truly interacted with others. So, these additional minor harem members in the Crimson Moon Palace were there purely as decoration.

So, for Zenesha to think of visiting this place was really something to ponder about. She thought that since Zenesha Moonlight was only there as a character, her actions were always in line with the plot.

The man with both golden hair and golden pupils' expression brightened as his lips curled upward, appearing both captivating and menacing at the same time. Zenesha couldn't help but skip a beat with both the danger and being mesmerized by this smile.

'This is not good!' Zenesha became extremely wary this time.

He stared at her, and Zenesha really thought his eyes were not looking at Zenesha but more at her, the her that was trapped inside this body.

With that smile on his face, he spoke and responded to Zenesha's question.

"My name is Prime... Your Majesty," he introduced himself, and the glint in his eyes and his smile widened.

'Prime...' Zenesha repeated in her mind.

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She and Prime went inside the man's residence, or more like his designated room in Crimson Moon Palace. The attendants weren't with them, as they weren't allowed inside unless the palace needed to be cleaned.

Zenesha nearly face-palmed as the naive and idiot Zenesha followed Prime inside after being invited by him. She yelled for her to refuse, to no avail.

She didn't want to be alone with Prime, not because she thought that he would do something indecent to her, but because Zenesha could sense extreme danger from him.

However, like the countless times over the past three months, she didn't have any resistance at all as Zenesha's body entered Prime's room.

She didn't have time to roam her eyes around the room, and it wasn't important. Zenesha sat on the couch inside, following Prime's guide. While Prime was in one of the seats in front of her.

They were silent, but she was so anxious the whole time, as she didn't know what was in the mind of this dangerous man! Of course, she was still composed on the surface since she was still in the act and the puppet expression remained.

She also noticed that Prime was so casual with her, unlike the others, who were respectful of her status.

It seemed he really wasn't respecting her as a Queen. And with how he stared at her with that seemingly menacing grin on his lips, she had the thought that Prime wasn't putting her in his eyes!

What the fuck? She might not like Zenesha Moonlight and often call her an idiot, but she was still offended and irritated by this. In the first place, she was now also Zenesha Moonlight.

A few minutes passed before Prime leaned his back on the seat and crossed his legs before he slightly and arrogantly cocked his head to the side.

"Are you confused?" he asked, without an ounce of respect in his tone. She was perplexed by this question, and while she was indeed confused inside, that wasn't necessarily for the pure Zenesha in the middle of an act.

Why would he ask that— wait, Zenesha stopped and couldn't help but think of another possibility. Was it possible that Prime wasn't asking the pure Zenesha but she—the one inside this body?

And she was only realizing this when Prime chortled, and amusement filled his eyes as he watched her.

'Damn, was that truly the case?' Zenesha couldn't help but exclaim in shock inside.

In this reaction of hers, it appeared he could really see her as he laughed, and he wasn't only amused but also looked at her with extreme interest.

"Are you shocked?" he asked again, or more like taunted her with a bit of teasing in the tone as he casually waved his hand.

Zenesha was also someone with a bit of a temper, and this tone made her annoyed and even overwhelmed the terrified feelings that sprouted inside of her.

"What do you think? Someone—" Zenesha paused as her eyes widened. What the fuck? Did she say it out loud?