Alaric snapped back to reality and turned to look at her, only to find her staring at him with wide, round eyes, completely captivated.

There he was, clad in nothing but a towel around his waist, droplets of water trickling down from his hair, cascading over his chest and tracing the outline of his lean muscles, slowly making their way down and sketching every inch of his skin.

Hertha's gaze followed those droplets all the way down to the towel wrapped around his waist.

The path those droplets took left too much to the imagination, and Hertha couldn't help but click her tongue in awe.

Alaric, catching every bit of Hertha's expression, gave a roguish chuckle, "Looks like you're not quite done yet. Want me to unwrap and give you a better view?"

With that, he made a move to undo the towel around his waist.

Hertha took a deep breath, quickly regained her composure, and raised her hand to stop him, "Enough, Alaric. Unless you're aiming to be a eunuch, I suggest you stop right now."

him halt his actions, chuckling, "Come on, it's not like you haven't seen it before. Why so

I'll make you taste the wrath

us something to eat, will you? I'm starving." "What do you want? I'll whip something up," Hertha volunteered as she marched towards

egg. How can you live like

back before closing the door, "I hardly eat at

a moment; it made sense. Alaric, a man of

greasy and unhealthy that could be. Alaric had just been sick and

they might not end up together, Hertha

she ought

back," she called out towards his room before

to ensuring she locked the door behind her talk

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