"Huaa..." Rael yawned, slowly sitting up.
I got knocked the fuck out, damn, he thought, his hangover practically bonking him over the head every second.
He realized he was in a massive bed, and beside him was none other than Zafira.
She was quietly and peacefully snoring, and he could see her exposed shoulders.
It was clear she was without clothes. However, upon realizing that, Rael froze.
Did we sleep together...? Rael frowned.
This was definitely not how he wanted their first time to be.
Drunk and forgotten—it just sucked.
But as he looked down at his own body, he realized that aside from his shirt, he still had pants on. At the same time, the bed was clean.
Way too clean for two drunk people to clean up by themselves.
Okay. So we didn't sleep together. Rael let out a relieved sigh as he got out of the bed and bought a random shirt.
This looked like the master bedroom since it was the size of nearly half the throne room.
