The arrival of Centifolia to King Krishna's room, of course, was not known by the King. Edgar was in the room next to him, both doors closed, Centifolia knocked softly on the door, then took the tray brought by the maid. Centifolia told the maid to just wait outside. When Centifolia opened the door and closed it again, she saw the open balcony of the room. There Krishna was standing wearing only a thin black cloth, his muscles looked perfect.
Centifolia chose to put a tray of food and drinks on the table, then she walked towards King Krishna. "How is our kingdom? Is it good enough?" asked Centifolia in a low voice, her eyes are indeed Krishna's arms which are so strong and sturdy. her instincts and her clay mind were already moving freely erratically.
"Good, Moreover, I see God's perfect creation here." Krishna turned around and saw Centifolia's face closely, not daring to do anything. really just look and stand with a body that rustles violently.
