Chapter 231: His Preferences
“You can look all you want, I won’t get embarrassed,” Asana said with a sardonic chuckle.
Salena was shocked again at the words directed at her and all she could do was avert her gaze before nodding her head shyly. Her reactions only drew another laugh of amusement from Asana who continued to parade around her dressing room in nothing but her own skin. Madame Sand let out a loud sigh before shaking her head from side to side. The way that Asana acted was nothing new to Madame Sand; however, she still couldn’t bring herself to appreciate Asana’s over confidence and blatant nature.
“Madame Sand...” Asana purred in a teasing voice before she continued laughing.
“What is it?” Madame Sand asked sternly.
Asana turned to face the Madame before she softly bit on the fingertip of her index finger while cocking her head slightly to the side in wonder. Her eyes were even wider and rounder than before as she stared at Madame Sand. For a moment, she stopped giggling and there was an air of seriousness about her before her full lips curved into a slightly mocking smile.
“I didn’t want to ask about it before but since everyone’s been talking about it non-stop since the announcement that you made, I think I might as well ask,” Asana said before turning to stare at Madame Sand.
“Ask about what?” the Madame asked.
“Why was I chosen to mate with Prince Darius?” she asked.
“Why wouldn’t you be chosen?” Madame Sand asked in response with her eyebrows raised.