"What the hell is wrong with you? You have been acting weird and absentminded ever since we got here!" Reagan shouted, his head working fast to think up what could have possibly changed her mood.

She was no longer the shy but ecstatic lover she was in the cabin.

The joy and adoration in her eyes whenever she looked at him has been replaced with dread and pain, confusing Reagan.

"There's nothing wrong with me, your majesty. You're the one being overly attentive to a mere slave. My expectation doesn't matter. I must have frowned inadvertently" she whispered fearfully, with a hint of defiance, confusing him the more.

"Aurelia, what's...