Elena reached her room, her mind still reeling from the unexpected encounter with Prince Kai. Sitting on the edge of her bed, she closed her eyes, her thoughts consumed by the memory of what happened in the bathroom. The sensation of his skin beneath her fingertips, the sound of his approving groans echoing in her mind — it was all too vivid, too intoxicating.
Blushing furiously, Elena fanned her face with her hand, trying to dispel the lingering warmth that covered her cheeks. She scolded herself silently, chastising her mind for dwelling on thoughts of her master in such a way. He was kind to her, yes, but he was her master, and she was his attendant. Nothing more, nothing less.
Just as she resolved to put the memory behind her, a sharp knock on her door jolted her from her reverie. St
