Aragon couldn't help but notice how her actions had changed. Raziah was truly one hell of a woman to have the audacity to do this to him, in his palace and kingdom. His wife was surely a tough one to handle, and her actions had always been difficult to predict. Apart from the cold she emitted, her spicy scent had filled up the bathroom and turned out to be one of the vital things that were keeping him sane, and he needed to keep staying as sane as someone like him can be.
Aragon's fists clenched under the water as she stared at her.
He was already in his piss-off mode, and she was pissing him off even more. Was she really trying to annoy him by doing this so obviously?
