*Alexander*
I lay in my opulent, royal bedroom, tossing and turning as I tried in vain to find some semblance of sleep. My eyes wandered around the room, taking in the exquisite ivory furnishings, the plush and inviting furniture, the beautiful silk curtains, and the intricate carvings on the walls and ceilings. Despite all the lavishness, the room felt suffocating, and even the state-of-the-art auto air conditioning system couldn't provide me with solace. I stood up and started walking back and forth in the room, hoping to find the reason for my restlessness.
I couldn't believe I almost lost control and was about to kill Arthur for talking to my mate.
My mate!
Fuck this word.
The situation was becoming increasingly complicated, and I didn't know how much longer I could feign normalc
