"Your Majesty?" Perdita breathed shocked to see Sthena standing outside her door looking so handsome to be devoured.
Perdita shook her head at her thought. Was the thirst for blood getting into her senses that she was having those thoughts about the king?
Sthena tilted his head to the side with a displeased look on his face, and Perdita got what he was implying through his expression and corrected herself.
"Uhm...I mean, Sthena." Perdita said.
"Yes, Perdita?" The teasing smile from earlier returned to his face.
"What are you doing here, Sthena?" Perdita questioned, unable to think properly.
"Won't you let me in to know why I am here?" Sthena questioned back, his piercing gaze unwavering from her unsteady one.
By this time of the night? Perdita questioned herself, but then she remembered that they had once shared a room all thanks to Sthena.
