"Abrielle, don't look away. Why do you want to see other shirtless men when you are married?" He asked with a cold voice.
She still didn't look at him. "I didn't say that you are the one assuming and the reason I want to see them is out of curiosity how you train them. There is nothing special about being shirtless. I have seen you with nothing on countless times. There is a permanent image in my head." The princess tried to defend herself.
"So you have gotten tired of me and want to see other men." Her head snapped at him. Why did it seem like he was looking for a fight? His lips parted and closed. How was she going to defend herself? A sigh left her lips as she massaged her forehead.
"Cedric, this doesn't have to be a fight. I will stay chained in the room throughout. Just drop the topic."
