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Amara's pov

A million things could have happened at the moment but this was not what I expected and I should have foresaw it anyway.

Of course, it was Orian.

The same man who I was deeply attracted to but he had no interest in bedding me, and the tent in his pants might as well be caused by thoughts that had nothing to do with me or his dagger again, maybe he switched the position this time.

So why was I surprised when he went towards the bed with his hands searching for my towel and then he picked it up and gave it to me?

As a princess, I had to attend a lot of classes. There were art, dance, and Spanish classes which I adored.

Maths and physics classes which I despised and I was taught anything that would make up for what I was missing out in day school but I feel like the most important class was missed.

It was the what to do when standing naked before a hot man while he's offering you a towel class.

I wish I had taken this class if it was offered. If it even exi