Tonight, Abhimanyu came out early in his wife's copulation hole. And the wife could feel the unusual change. As if, the king was not in prime condition during their intercourse this time.
The king got down from his bed. Naked and sweat-soaked, he approached the table, poured some water into a silver cup, and took a sip of it to quench his thirst.
He returned to bed with a cup of water to drink for his wife.
"What is it?" the wife accepts the cup. She drank while glancing at her husband who responded to her question with a heavy and long sigh. "Thank you," she said as she handed the cup back to her husband.
The king put the cup back on the table, then came back to the bed, and sat on the edge.
The wife came closer, rubbed her husband's back tenderly, and rested her head on his shoulder.
The king kissed his wife's head gently.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?" said the wife.
