Azzmi was still clearly drunk when she stepped out of the bathroom, holding onto the door for balance. Some wet strands of her hair fell over her shoulders, making her look even more disoriented.

The maidservants quickly moved to help her, wrapping a towel around her head and upper body. Azzmi kept looking at Raven, her eyes half-closed, and he couldn’t seem to look away from her.

She didn’t seem to care about the fact that he was watching her.

One of the maidservants prepared a shirt for ...