Chapter 42: Testing his patience
Dante had seen women’s legs before, and he would even place this woman’s legs to be like the rest of them.
But it was the fact that she didn’t realise that she was baring her legs for his gaze like a deer giving its neck to its prey that kept his attention. When her foot touched the surface of the water, she shivered.
"Planning to take a dip first?"
"Huh?" Caught off guard, Anastasia turned to look at him before getting flustered. Hurriedly, she untied the skirt of her dress and pushed it down to hide her legs. "I—I was going to pull out the plug at the bottom."
Dante dropped the parchment on the table and stood up. He made his way over to where she was, not breaking eye contact. Coming to stand at one corner of the bathtub, he bent down, and his hand reached for a chain.
"Pull this chain, which is connected to the plug at the bottom, and that should do the trick," Dante educated her, but he didn’t pull the plug, so that she would do it.
Anastasia nodded and said, "I will do that! Thank you!"
Enthusiastically, Anastasia went to walk around the bathtub when the length of her dress hindered her movements, along with the bubbles at her feet. Stepping on the hem of her dress, she lost her balance before falling right into the bathtub.
When Anastasia emerged from the cold water, she gasped and wiped her face with both hands. But as her eyes moved around, they fell on the prince, who didn’t look happy. It was because when her body broke through the surface of the water, she had splashed water right onto him. He sat there kneeling next to the edge of the bath, staring at her.
"The hem of my dress, it tripped... Prince Dante..." Anastasia’s voice was meek. She tried to hide herself in the water by lowering her body down.
At the same time, Dante’s jaws clenched, and his hand pulled the chain of the plug to control his anger. He remarked, "If taking a bath was what you were planning on doing, I have a better place that you might quite enjoy with abundant water."