When Anna walked into the bedroom, it was no surprise that Kael was inside, if anything took her by surprise then it was his bare chest staring at her in the face.
She could already imagine what Emma described his physique as, the broad chest that every female lead couldn't overlook, the chisel abs that make them more thirsty with each glance.
Anna had to admit in her heart,
"He has a good body structure, I mean, I don't expect the demigod to look like some fifty-year-old alcoholic with a pot belly."
She almost chuckled at these thoughts before proceeding to keep the sword leaning on the wall next to the full mirror.
"I hope you are ready?" Kael's voice sent a shiver down Anna's spine, how does it scare her sometimes, especially when she has heard it a million times?
'Ready?' Anna thought,
'Is he out of his mind? I just ate dinner, and he... not.'
"No words?"
"I'm guessing that you are, my lord," Anna muttered, her eyes going over his bare chest once again,
