Her body stilled in place…she hadn't expected that. Her eyes remained wide in shock.
"H-How did he…" she finally came to the realization that he must have been aware of her presence earlier. Then why did he wait for her to enter the room first?
Her heart began to beat loudly in her chest. She didn't even know how to meet his gaze. How would she explain to anybody that she had entered a man's room?…not just that, but when he was having his bath?
She quickly held the letter tighter. She didn't care at this point. He had caught her, but that didn't mean she would be leaving without it. She couldn't just leave with embarrassment. She gulped lightly, trying to calm herself. She could do this. She could.
She turned, and just as she did, her face flushed. There stood Zekel—his belt already loosened as it flapped lightly. His bare, perfect chest was in full view. She pressed her lips tightly, trying her best to maintain a natural expression.
"Drop the letter."
