The day broke out and the sunlight kissed the grounds.
At that time, Ezra Zephyr was already in his tent, numerous hickies decorated his neck and chest as he was smiling in satisfaction.
"Your majesty, it's time." Said Theor Galearms.
Ezra came out as he stretched and yawned.
"Your majesty, were you perhaps unable to sleep last night?" He asked.
"Yeah." Replied Ezra with a wicked smile as he continued. "I was attacked by a powerful beaut, I had to fight her all night."
"Huh!? Your majesty, are you alright?" Theor was alarmed as he turned to call the rest.
"Hey, calm down. I was joking." Said Ezra with a waving hand.
"Oh, haha. I apologise." He uttered, he looked at his prince and saw the red marks on his neck. "Miss Bipasha was sure powerful, haha."
Ezra stared at him. "What did you say?"
"Uh, nothing my lord. I just said Miss Bipasha is waiting outside. It's the time of selection." He replied as he tried to veil his grin.
