Amelia walked to her room and sat on the bed once she was done with her evening walk.
"So, how was your day today?" Cyrus initiated the conversation once he saw her.
Amelia furrowed her brows.
Was it just her, or did the King seem too intrigued by her day today?
"It was okay, why?" She asked.
Cyrus shook his head. He didn't know how to approach the matter. He wanted to ask her if there was a time when she was extremely horny during the afternoon because it had affected his meeting too.
Sylas laughed at his condition.
"What are you hesitating for? Go ahead, ask the question. Were you horny, my wife? Because I don't know about you, I was too horny," Sylas mocked Cyrus and the latter glared at his wolf.
"Nothing. You just looked extra tired today," Cyrus said, deciding to give up on the matter.
Amelia felt her heart warm at his thoughtfulness.
"Thank you," She whispered.
Cyrus, about to stand from the couch with the file and walk out to work, looked at her.
