The room remained illuminated only by the dim glow of candlelight.
The air smelled like perfume, clean sheets, and freshly finished food.
Max was leaning against the headboard beside Elanor, both of them completely naked beneath the white sheets while they finished the dinner Abby had left for them.
The trays rested on the bed between them.
Only a few remnants of the dessert Bertha had prepared remained.
And honestly, Max didn't know how to process everything that had just happened that night.
Elanor's hair no longer retained even the slightest trace of the elegant hairstyle she had worn hours earlier.
Now it was completely messy, falling over her shoulders and back in disarray.
And Max probably didn't look much better either.
His hair was tousled, there were red marks on his neck, and he carried a strange feeling of absolute happiness.
It still felt hard to believe that any of this had really happened.
That he had truly shared his first time with the princess of Eldoria.
