Last Chance

"D-do you think this place is bewitched?" Was the first thing that came to her mind, a silly thing to talk about, and Alexa reproached herself for stuttering and keeping up the witch rumors.

"Maybe," this was his reply, and now Klaus was taking off his shirt. The Prince's intentions to enter the hot spring were clear.

Alexa distanced herself from the edge, her heart racing painfully. Her stupid wish for him to come was unbelievable. The maiden just didn't know what to do with it.

"Still ..." Alexa turned to send the First Prince away, and found him naked on the edge of the hot spring, ready to enter. She blinked, shocked.

Klaus Von Donnersmarck was like a Greek statue, perfect, except for the scar on his chest. 'And ... that ... part down there is not the same, not really, oh!' No doubt that part was not the same as Greek old-style statues. The maiden didn't know whether to peer further or close her eyes.