"Ah, my head. Why didn't you wake me up, Evail? I needed to prepare for tomorrow's meeting," Taya murmured, unaware that it was her husband, Orig, standing beside her. "How will I manage to set limits for those greedy merchants? Evail, why aren't you answering?"
Her vision finally cleared, and she looked up to find Orig standing near her, flaunting his captivating physique.
She quickly turned away, feeling flustered by his presence. Still, so many questions swirled in her mind. She turned to face him again, watching as Orig leaned closer with a teasing smile. "Enough work. Today is for us," he said, lifting her chin. A drop of water from his hair fell on her face. She knew she wouldn't be able to stay mad at him; he was irresistibly charming.
