Chapter eighteen

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RALPH

I stepped out of the bath chamber with a towel swathed around my waist; I stretched out my hand to collect the other towel for my seeping tresses from one of the servants that assembled in my room. This was one of the rare days where I would summon a lot of servants to do my bidding.

I stood in front of the large mirror struck at the growths beneath my jawline addressing my feral appearance.

Adeline?

"Yes, you're Majesty." The servant girl answered with delight as always.

Are you certain that women get enthusiastic with this kind of look? I said rubbing the curly strands.

"Of course, your Majesty." Women are most particularly infatuated with men who have rebelliousness in their physique. She giggled.

"Hmm...I hummed."

"Your Majesty, I don't think you should listen to Adeline." She's only a sweet talker. Steven, another servant said.