Cedric pondered after Frenchies had left with those words. Though he tried to brush off his words, his mind couldn't find peace.

Coming back to stand on the doorway, he looked for Frenchies again but the man was gone as if he was vanished in air. Wrecking his head hard to figure out what could be happened, Cedric understood that no outsiders had come or go in his palace tonight. If something really offended his wife, the person belonged to his palace definitely. Jessie was already living out of palace. The only possibly left was those new batch of maids.

With troubled feelings lingering in his mind, Cedric couldn't even fall asleep neither did he had the patience to wait until morning. He sat up from the bed to come over the doorway. Finding a guard to stand by his door side, he ordered in a shivering voice,

" Bring out all the maids to me now! "

On the other side, Ayra wasn't having any peaceful sleep either way. After funning with Elizabeth for a while, they both went to sleep but who knew that her sleep would be vanished away as soon as she laid down. Her mind was wandering regardless of how much times she tried to catch sleep. Those suggestions given by Elizabeth was humming inside her mind and thoughts. Perhaps she could test his loyalty. The idea didn't seem bad but a part of her was scared to be dissapointed by him.

Why was she acting like a fearful lover? Was she falling for him?

Even the thought scared her. Jumping off from the bed, Ayra panted in weird anticipation. She heard vague noises from outside. Frowning hard, she brought her eyes over the doorway and saw few passing shadows along with giggles of women.

Feeling a little curious about their movements, Ayra came to stand on the doorway and creaked it open slightly. Peering her head outside, she spotted a bunch of maids who were making their way towards Cedric's room. Most of them were smiling, dressed nicely as if they were going to attend some feast. But their look was so obvious.

A bitter feeling surged from her heart unknowingly. The first thought that crossed in her mind was Cedric was going to bed another woman.

Why? Because she rejected to sleep with him?

As the thoughts began to wander in her mind, Ayra's fist clenched hardly. Unable to keep her curiosity folded, she brought herself out and saw that most of the beautiful maids had passed the door already. The one who was at the end was an young girl around eighteen. She looked pale, absentminded and most importantly nonbothered about the moment.

Ayra blocked the maid's path suddenly. The maid was startled before bowing her head down panickingly and greeted with respect,

" My Lady! Ah! Do you need something?"

Ayra asked taking a glance of the maids who were gone already,

" What is happening here? Where are you all going?"

The maid appeared hesitant to answer her questions. Though she wasn't sure completely, she heard from some of her senior accompanions that the king might have called them to serve at night. They were more assured when one of them heard that the queen wasn't spending the night with the king tonight. All this thoughts led them to one conclusion only that Cedric asked for them to select a woman for him tonight.

The young maid responded truthfully,

" My Lady.. It..It was the king who has asked us to show up in his room. That's.. that's all..I know.."

Ayra's face lost the gleam that she had on her face. She couldn't even believe her own ears that Cedric had really asked for other women. It was common to imagine such things as his character wasn't unknown to others.

Drawing out a nervous breathing, Ayra dismissed the maid in a husky voice,

" All right! You may go but don't tell others that you saw me."

The young maid blinked innocently, felt eternally sorry for Ayra whose mood worsened the money, she spilled out the truth. The maid took her leave after bowing slightly and quickly followed the footsteps of her senior accompanions.

Ayra stared at their back unblinking, unable process to news that she had just gotten. But one thing was sure inside her mind.

She wanted to rip off Cedric's body!

Her feelings began to turn violent as if her heart were getting poked with thousand of sharp needles. Whatever was he planning to do, she had nothing to do with it. But she found her feet stuck on the place, unable to move forward or backward. Her mind wasn't compelling with her this time. She wanted to go back inside Cedric's room to find out what would he do with those maids.

As she dwelled over her decision, her naughty subconscious mind sent her a blurry image of Cedric bedding another woman. Her eyes dialeted slightly, a flame extinguished like volcano from her heart.

Leaving all the damn logics away, she picked up her own pace to follow those maids inside Cedric's room. She needed to figure out what was he going to do.

Meanwhile, Cedric sat across a chair at the center of their room. More than fifteen maids were gathered around and were watching the king with hunger lacing out from their eyes.

Cedric had a lazy expression plastered on his face. Running his eyes across the maid who couldn't help but blushing in anticipation, he only wanted to laugh at themselves.

Did he call them to attend a feast?

Ayra joined them from behind silently. As the room was filled with so many maids, others didn't pay attention on her arrival. Ayra seized the opportunity to hide herself. Spotting the long curtains beside, she silently walked over to it and hid herself behind the long curtains.

Cedric exhaled a long sigh. Pulling his eyes up to stare at the head of maid who couldn't keep her eyes away from Cedric, he ordered running his hand over his thighs leisurely,

" Come forward and zip down your cloth from back."