Oriana pushed the tap on the bathtub, the soft sound echoing through the bathroom. She had been staring at her reflection for the longest while now. She knew that she might not even see Icarus today. Of course, after what had happened, she did not expect that.
She knew this man, and this was the first time their fight had led to no reconciliation.
Her hair fell down her back as she walked. She sat on the tub, her naked body resting on the clean surface of the slightly cold bathtub. Her eyes looked distant as her hands moved, rubbing the water with her fingers as if testing it.
It was very much unlike her to bathe with cold water. Not to mention now that the night was cool. Why was she doing this? She could catch a cold.
"A fucking estate, huh… and still, you manage to talk to another woman? Dearest Majesty, I see your estates are as vast as your excuses."
