The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 47 What Happened To My Husband

"Clea, why don't you answer my question? What are you doing inside?" the king asked again to knock on the door.

Doubt and confusion, that was what Cleantha felt.

Once again she tried to unzip her dress. It also can't open yet.

"Cleantha, do you hear me or not?" call the King in a loud voice.

"Yes, sir, wait a minute."

Cleantha looked at her dress in front of the mirror. There's no other way out. He had to ask someone for help to get out of his predicament. If not, then he should be willing to sleep with a party dress all night.

As a result, he had to ask the King for help because only the man was nearby.

"Sir, can you help me for a moment?" asked Cleantha ventured.

"Help what?" the King from behind the door.

Slowly, Cleantha opened the bathroom door. Bend your head out to see the situation around it.

But what was seen before his eyes was only the King.

"Why peek like that? You said you needed my help" asked the King in full search.

Cleantha's tongue is twisted. Unable to convey his request.

"Tu.an, can you help me.." asked Cleantha once more as she opened the door only three fingers wide.

Seeing Cleantha's unnatural demeanor, the King frowned.

"From now on you said ask for help, ask for help, but you didn't say it clearly" said the king a little annoyed.

"Can you open the zipper of my dress? The zipper is stuck on the back. I can't open it myself," Cleantha explained hesitantly.

"You want me to help you, but you don't want to open the door. You think I can shrink and sneak into the bathroom?" reply King.

The King's words have a point. He may be able to provide help if he is not allowed to go inside. Why worry anyway. Nothing will happen between them.

Last night was just a momentary impingement because the King was being overwhelmed with anger. There is no way of repeating it a second time. There is no love that binds them both.

Without answering the King's question, Cleantha opened the door wide and let her husband in.

He himself immediately turned to face the mirror so as not to clash with the King.

"This zipper, sir, please pull it down" Cleantha said with her finger.

From the reflection of the mirror, Cleantha could see the King walking over to her.

The man's fingers moved, reaching for the zipper that had already opened by a quarter.

"This one?"

"Yes, Sir."

The king held the zipper with both hands. For the first time, it has not succeeded. But next with a fairly loud bang, he was able to lower the zipper down.

Cleantha could feel the King's breath blowing on her exposed skin.

He hurriedly turned around to hide his back. While his hands hold the front of the dress so as not to sag.

If the dress is released, then the King can freely see it without clothing. But the man already had his whole body.

"Master can get out now," Cleantha kicked out like she was talking to her peers.

Cleantha tightened herself against the sink, trying to keep her distance from the King. But her husband crossed both hands while looking at her meaningfully.

"Sorry, Sir. I've forgotten to thank you. But now I have to change clothes. I promise it won't be long, after that I'll go out and you can use this bathroom."

"What if I don't want to. I want to change clothes right now with you, too" replied the King raising his eyebrows.

Cleantha felt pinched. He is running out of sense to cope with his current situation. His own mistake had awakened a sleeping lion.

"Sir, this room is not comfortable if worn by two people. It's better that we take turns" Cleantha answered looking for an excuse.

"Who said? My bathroom is quite big. It doesn't matter if it's two people at once."

"Then I'll go out. I can change clothes in the room and you can stay here."

Cleantha felt that her speech style was starting to be unreasonable, along with her heartbeat that was getting faster.

Cleantha looked for an opportunity to immediately escape from the room. But the King moved faster and blocked him at the door.

"Where are you? You haven't returned the favor for my help."

"Sa.ya was already thanking you, sir," Cleantha replied nervously.

"Thank you not enough for me."

Without warning, the King pulled Cleantha into his arms and turned the girl's body.

"You guys just take off your dress here. What you want to hide from me, I've seen it all. Even I know where your birthmark is" said the King near Cleantha's nape.

The feathers of Cleantha bristled. Just hearing the King's voice and his sigh had already made his skin react. Especially if the King touches it, I don't know what will happen next.

"Take me off, sir" said Cleantha.

But the King instead tightened his embrace at Cleantha's waist.

"Before we go to dinner, you say my whereabouts will not bother you. Then why are you nervous when we're close together? Do you still remember last night?" asked the King to put his lips on Cleantha's shoulder.

Cleantha bit her lower lip. I don't know why his skin is so sensitive to the King's touch. He wanted to stop this before it was too late. But his body immediately felt stiff and numb. Can't budge at all from her husband's embrace.

Cleantha was sure that as the King took longer to tease her, she might fall under the influence of the man.

The king whispered in Cleantha's ear, while one of his hands gently caressed her back.

"What are you thinking now? You want me to repeat the same thing as yesterday?"

Cleantha's body suddenly shivered. Within him there was great conflict. Between fear, wanting but having to stay away. His shoulders were shaken slowly holding back the tightness in his chest.

Apparently the king knew that his young wife was still frightened.

Moreover, there were some red marks attached to Cleantha's body. Although he deliberately gave the sign in a hidden place, it was still clearly visible to him. After all the girl must still be in pain due to her first exhausting experience.

"There's no need to regret what happened yesterday. Serving your husband is an obligation, not an embarrassment. I'm sorry if I've been rude to you," said the King softened.

Cleantha gasped for a moment. She did not expect that her arrogant husband could also speak softly. He even apologized to her. What a miracle.

"Is this really the Lord King I know? Why did he turn nice to me? What changed him? And why am I pounding like this?"

Suddenly the King let go of his embrace and stepped towards the door.

"Change your clothes but not for too long. I'll wait outside."

After the King left, Cleantha was able to breathe with relief. He was grateful to be able to avoid the greatest danger that threatened his feelings.

Now Cleantha's goal is only one, which is to go to bed immediately so that tomorrow you can leave for the office early in the morning.

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