Chapter 92
I was in trouble. I didn't know exactly what had happened, but it was clear that something irreversible had occurred. Oh my goodness, what a situation... What should I do now? Negative thoughts flooded my mind, and I desperately hoped the reality I was perceiving was just a misconception.
"Ugh..." Overwhelmed by a hangover and feeling dizzy, the situation I had to deal with only intensified the throbbing in my head. "Calm down, Harold... Not everything might be as it seems right now, let's take a closer look at the situation..." Clinging to any hope, I wished the reality I was facing was just a figment of my imagination.
I glanced around lightly, and the surroundings came into view. The wine bottle on the floor, the leftovers of our meal now cold, and our clothes scattered about... These were certainly the clothes Marika and I wore the previous night, thrown about as if removed hastily. And there we were, Marika and I, completely naked as if we were Adam and Eve who had just shared a bed.
"Oh..." The only logical conclusion that came to mind was that Marika and I had been intimate. What was I supposed to do now? 'If you cross the line... then I don't know.' Lusia's words naturally came to mind. In essence, I had been unfaithful, betraying the woman I was formally tied to for another.
What should I do? No solution came to mind. I couldn’t just sit there, wasting time in this bewildering situation. It felt like my future was so bleak that I couldn’t see anything ahead.
"Ugh..." Finally, realizing I couldn’t stay naked forever, I reluctantly started to pick up the scattered clothes...
"Uhmm..." Suddenly, Princess Marika stirred.
"?!?" In that moment, I froze, holding my breath, trying to be as silent as possible.
"Haa..." Unaware of my turmoil, Princess Marika stretched leisurely, in stark contrast to my anxious state... "Harold? Good morning..." Despite my efforts to avoid detection, Marika woke up and lazily rubbed her sleepy eyes, greeting the morning.