At about noon, the completely naked princess yawned sleepily and stretched in bed. When she saw the naked blond guy lying next to her, Haya was scared out of her wits. Yesterday's events, particularly in the evening and at night, came back to her in a stormy stream.
{No… Gods… I slept with him. My virginity… Because of him… I can never get married because of him!} – Gradually, fear gave way to burning rage. The princess released an aura of killing intent. He must die for his unforgivable action. A single blow would end his life.
{But… He saved me from that nightmare… And I raped him… He had nothing to do with it… I can't… I have no right to kill my savior, my hero…} – Haya felt guilty. The killing intent disappeared, followed by grief and self-pity.