Chandler slept horribly that night, he had thought that maybe a night with a lady would remove Penn and his nasty words from his head but it didn’t work that way. He felt even more burdened and he felt like Penn's words were true, he was being superficial and whether he likes it or not, his actions just proved Penn right.

”Your highness.” A sleepy voice sounded beside him as a creamy hand appeared on his chest, softly caressing it but Chandler didn’t want to feel even bigger guilt because every action of his since last two nights had just kept stacking the guilt.

“Thank you for your time Janise...