Chapter 83: R.18...Get lost.
His question caught her off guard, she thought that he would just just do what he wanted, after all, consent was not exactly a thing in a world were women were swapped liked shoes when men lost interest.
Before she could respond, a light kiss was pressed to the side of her neck and Roland buried his nose there, moving it up and down slowly. The mood between then changed in an instant, going from zero to eighty percent sexually charge in a moment.
"I feel weird." she whispered.
"It’s the cake," his lips brushed over the back of he neck, "It’s my father’s favorite cake but one has something a little extra that was added to it. My brother either picked the wrong cake deliberately or he made a mistake. I guess this is the surprise Rina has for my father tonight?"
Sigrid felt her body heating up, a tingling sensation swept over her, overwhelming her senses a little bit at a time. Her pulse increased slowly as did the need to rip off her dress and Roland’s shirt and yet somehow through all of it, she was still capable of rational thought.
"She spiked the cake!" She exclaimed.
"An aphrodisiac was added, I believe." Roland confirmed.
He sounded a little too pleased as his finger traveled over her exposed collarbone and cleavage. "Now you know the real reason why I had the cake removed and stopped you from eating anymore of it."
His taste buds were very sensitive, as a member of the royal family and crown prince he was raised with the knowledge on poisons and medicines. It was an important skill for anyone that hoped to sit on the throne someday otherwise he or she could be killed through food and drink.