Her first instinct was to run, but considering that she had been caught. It was futile.
She just leaned against the wall sheepishly and waited for what would happen next.
Her lungs were on the brink of giving up and her heart was pounding louder than a blacksmith's hammer.
For a while, he just continued to sit in the steamy water before he finally reached for a towel.
Leisurely, he rose out of the water and wrapped the towel around his lower half, all the while keeping his back to her.
Then he turned around and stepped out of the water.
His eyes looked almost black in the light of the fire, but there was no mistaking the deadly look she saw there.
She was… finished.
Her marriage to Friedrich would be dissolved in a matter of days and she would be sent back to her parents in shame.
What had propelled her to do such a scandalous thing as to watch a man take a bath? Her mother would faint on the spot if she heard such a tale and her father would instantly disown her.
