Tasia's back rests on Hadyan's chest. The man was unable to see her face that was facing forward. His arm wrapped around the empress's waist so that she wouldn't slip down.
"Em.." Hadyan cleared his throat. "Are you sleepy already?"
Tasia didn't answer. Slowly, he peeked at her face from the side. The woman's eyes were tightly closed with her thick dense eyelashes wet with water vapour. Hadyan sighed in relief.
Then he carried the body of Tasia who was asleep soundly. It looked like they had been soaking for almost an hour. With a large towel, he dried Tasia's body and snorted when he saw the skin of her little fingers was badly wrinkled.
While drying Tasia's body that was lying on the bed, Hadyan gulped hard. His fingers ran down the centre of Tasia's chest, drawing a straight line towards her navel and down again. Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since they had been feeling each other's warmness.
