Meanwhile, after rejecting the food, Sania's handmaid prepared a bath for her, she felt dirty after the ride to the forest and back and couldn't wait to wash off the sweat from all the short-lived enjoyment.
While she was taking a bath, her handmaid took out some fresh clothes for her to wear before leaving the room after which Taffi walked in almost immediately.
He looked around the room and didn't see her anywhere, but immediately knew that she was in the bathroom thanks to the sound of water pouring onto her bathroom floor.
He sighed and sat down on the bed to take off his boot, he also needed a bath and wondered what it would be like to get into the bath with her,
"Surely she'll scream and chase me out forgetting that I'm her husband," he thought to himself and almost chuckled.
He decided to wait for her, and while he waited, the chef brought his food to the room per his request. He ordered her to place it on the table in the room which she did before taking a bow and leaving.
Sania's bath took longer than he expected probably because it was the first time he ever had to wait for her to take a shower, but he always heard his father tease his mother for always taking a long showers.
But eventually, she got out warped in a towel from her chest to her tight and Taffi couldn't resist the urge to turn around and look at her.
She looked like a river goddess with her wet hair which she wrapped a tower around, and the droplets of water on her skin were somewhat irresistable to look at as they trialed down her skin.
"You are back," Sania uttered feeling a bit embarrassed, it was the first time she ever had to step out of the bath to the presence of a man staring at her, it was usually her mother or Agatha.
Surprised that she talked to him at all, Taffi replied,
"Yes, uhm... Nothing much, I also need wanted to take a bath, plus I was told that you did not eat your breakfast...
"I wasn't hungry," Sania interjected and fought her shame knowing that she'll experience that more often.
She slowly walked towards the mirror, even though Taffi's eyes followed her like a predator keeping an eye on its prey.
"Is that truly why, my love?" He asked her and Sania frowned, but Taffi did not notice since his face was turned away from him.
"He shouldn't call me that, since he is such a lair!" She thought to herself before apathetically replying to him,
"Hmm."
That was the sign Taffi needed to know that she was upset, so he stood up from the bed and walked up to her in front of the mirror. The closer he was to her, the more tempted he was to touch her skin. He couldn't take his eyes off her neck, and bare shoulder and could barely resist the urge.
"Tehila told you something, and you believed her?" He continued hoping that he could cover up and convince her to think otherwise.
"Would he keep on lying?" Sania wondered as she stared at his innocent-looking face in the mirror, the fact that he was next to her when she was just one towel away from being naked was unsettling, so she parried the subject,
"You said you wanted to take a bath, didn't you? Why not do that instead, I'll eat later."
She hoped he would walk away after she said that, but Taffi didn't, rather from the mirror, she watched him try to place his hand on her shoulder and quickly turned around to face him.
"You can't touch me with dirty hands," she snapped, and due to her sudden body movement, the towel she wrapped around her had come loose and fell off.
"Sorry," Taffi said apologetically and picked up the towel immediately from the floor. He wanted to put it back around her hair when Sania moved back a little because the vanity restricted her.
"It's dirty now, I can't dry my hair with it. Just go take a bath will you?" She urged him because his behavior around her got a lot more uncomfortable.
"I can't take a bath knowing that you are upset with me, my love, I could die in the shower." He said and Sania was speechless for a moment, never had she seen a King as dramatic as the man she now called her husband.
"What should I do then, shower with you?" He asked and heavens knew how much Taffi wanted to nod his head and say yes.
"I mean, you could, what's bad about it?" He asked and Sania raised a brow in shock,
"But," he continued,
"I just want to know what Tehila told you that made you so unhappy, you were very happy earlier."
Sania sighed, she wanted nothing more than to get dressed, even the water that was left on her skin was dried up due to how long she stood talking with him, and worse she was already sweating with him next to her.
He slowly inched closer, and Sania had nowhere to run, she was trapped between him and the vanity set which was quite frustrating considering how much she wanted to escape.
"I'll eat when I am done," she said and averted her gaze.
Taffi moved his cheek so that she could face him again, and he leaned his head closer. Sania thought she was about to get a kiss on the lips and her heart skipped a beat, but instead, Taffi whispered into her ears,
"I'll let you go after you tell me why you are upset again."
Seeing that she had no other choice but to tell him the truth, Sania gently pushed him away from her so that she could breathe and think straight.
"Very well then, do you promise to tell me the truth?" She asked.
"I swear, my love, if I lie to you and you find out, you can do anything you want to me and I'll take it," he answered and Sania didn't hesitate to throw the question at him,
"Was I crowned by your mother, yesterday?"