CHAPTER 11 - THE ROGUES

<span;>ALTAR

<span;>Altar Cleos sat on his bed that morning after eating his breakfast.  His body felt perfectly fine except for the the wound on his shoulder. It still pinched a little, but Altar felt like he could take on the day.

<span;>He went out the room and looked for the bathroom, that was his everyday struggle in the palace of the Frosts. When he found it, Marissa walked out half naked in front of him. Altar stopped and stared as the princess walked swiftly looking at him, not embarrassed at all. "Goodmorning..."

<span;>Altar just gasped, "Hi...."

<span;>"You're finally up" she said. Altar mutters fixated on her body, "Yes...."

<span;>"Well your friends are in the backyard" she said. Altar just stared and nodded.

<span;>Marissa giggled and left him.

<span;>Altar went into the bathroom then sat down letting out a long sigh thinking about what he just saw. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief