The golden rays of the morning sun streamed in the room through the open velvet curtains casting light. The day seemed to be a good one. Isadora was still tucked in the sheets lying on Alexander’s chest. For a while, she just stayed like that reminiscing on last night’s memories. She had allowed him to touch her, forever! She had questioned her sanity a thousand times on how it came to happen but it all led her to one answer; she wanted to help him. It hurt her that everyone hated him for who he was yet it was not his fault. If she was the one to calm his beast, then she’d stay with him forever even if it meant breaking her Father’s promise. Wasn’t this what he wanted, Alexander to stop killing people? With his beast on check, he’d not do that. But he had slept yesterday right after having sex with her. Didn’t he like it? She was still in the dark on matters sex though she was taught the basics in the palace. Her gaze shifted to him. He was sleeping soundly like a baby with one of his arm wrapped on her waist. It felt too good to be true. The fact that she was here sleeping naked besides a naked man as well heated her cheeks up bringing that feeling again. She had felt like one with him with each stroke he gave her, taking her on a journey of pure ecstasy. She had felt like she was on cloud nine. And he had whispered the words in her ears before he fell asleep. A smile lit her face when..."What makes my goddess smile this early morning?" Came his voice. Startled, Isadora looked at him trying to form a statement but she ended up swallowing her words when he sat on the bed. God! He looked sinfully beautiful especially in the morning. His tussled hair only acted to compliment his angelic looks and for once, Isadora doubted he was human. "You can touch, wife," Alexander said already taking her hand and placing it on his chest. Did she know how much self restraint it was taking him to avoid pouncing on her as she innocently displayed her naked self. And why was his beast so silent, it was as if it never even existed in the first place. This was the freedom he had yearned for so many years. Did that mean it was gone? "You look... gorgeous," Alexander said letting his gaze travel her length. She did no effort to hide anything from him but unlike yesterday, his gaze was one of care and genuine concern; no lust. She ended blushing. Which reminded her she didn’t have clothes to wear! "I need to wear clothes," she said wrapping the sheets around her body ready to leave. "And you’re going to fetch them, with that?" Alexander asked. She had forgotten these were sheets and not clothes. "Stay here. I’ll get the clothes and breakfast for you."Isadora didn’t protest. She watched silently as he dressed in front of her. She had even lost count of how many times she had seen him naked but she couldn’t help but imagine running her fingers on his chest every night. Could she ever get enough of him? "I’ll be back in a jiffy, wife," he said flashing that wicked smile of his. That signalled he had something naughty in store for her. She simply nodded after which Alexander left. Sighing, Isadora shrunk in her bed as the events of last night replayed in her mind. It seemed like a dream to her yet it felt so real. She could already feel his fingers crawling on her skin, and wait.. He had injured her on her right arm. But Alas, there was not even a scratch on her skin! How could that be possible?And throughout the whole night, she had not felt the presence of any injury on her, and now, not even a scar! How could that be possible? The door flew open at the same time and Alexander walked in holding a set of fresh clothes while two maids trailed beside her. Wait, were they going to dress her? Never! She respected her privacy and no one could touch or see her body unless she wanted them to, not maids at that. "You can send the maids away Alexander. You don’t have to do this. I can manage," she told him."And who said they are here to dress you?" Alexander asked adding to her confusion. And as if he took that as a cue, he signalled the maids to step forward. "Where would you like your breakfast served Your Highness?" One of them, a petite lady probably in her early twenties asked. Isadora noticed the maids in this palace were young unlike those in their palace in Crescia. "The garden would do for now." She had found herself develop a liking for the garden so it was no surprise for Alexander when she chose that. In fact, he had expected it and that was why he had prepared a surprise for her there."Thank you," the maids curtsied and left. "Was that necessary?" Isadora asked once the maids had left. "Oh about that, there’s something in store for you in the garden. A surprise I say," Alexander said placing the clothes on the bed. "A surprise?" She asked enthralled. He had planned a surprise for her! He had said he loved her, and he meant it. Did she love him back? That was a puzzle she had been trying to solve since last night. "I’m looking forward to it.""Get dressed already," Alexander said. Isadora looked at him confused. "Here?" She asked gazing into his orbs innocently. Not like he had not seen her naked. Why was she acting like a little girl again? "Yes." He could see her swallow earning a chuckle from him. Maybe he should tease her a little. "I can dress you if you li..""No thank you. I’ll manage." Her cheeks had already heated to a rosy pink. "Could you turn around please?" She asked clutching the sheets closer to her body. As if he had not seen enough already!