At first, it was just a small sensation.
But now it felt a bit ticklish that it disturbed his sleep.
It reminded him of the cat he used to take care of when he was still little. Her paw would scratch and tap his face softly and carefully until he woke up.
Sebastian frowned in his sleep. He whispered, "Dorothy, stop. I'm awake."
He opened his eyes, catching the little paw that disturbing him with his hand. But then, he realized something.
It was not his little Dorothy that had disturbed his sleep. In his hand was the hand of a woman who slept with him last night... the Princess, Ava Cassia.
And she was frowning at him.
Ah right.
Dorothy had long died.
And this world had changed under his influence.
He smiled at the woman who was lying naked beside him. He asked, "My fair lady is awake?"
Isla narrowed her eyes. Dorothy, huh? She bet it was one of his concubines he liked so much. To hear this monster call a woman's name so affectionately, she was a bit surprised.
