As Aria entered the kitchen, she noticed that most of the maids present were the same ones from the other night, the ones who had willingly entertained the men. She couldn't help but giggle quietly, imagining how some of them must have shared intimate moments with the men, judging by their flushed faces and stolen glances.
Her amusement, however, quickly turned into a strange warmth spreading through her body. A fleeting thought crossed her mind—a wish that she had been taken right there by her brother. Horrified by her own thoughts, she lightly smacked her head twice to snap out of it.
"Could this be the curse again?" she wondered, trying to calm her racing heart and push the shameful thoughts away. She shook her head and focused back on her task—she needed to thank Kalden, not get lost in these unsettling desires.
She needed to focus.
