Chapter 286: Fart Scenario
Ava let out a soft, throaty laugh, her lips brushing against his skin one last time before she rose gracefully to her feet.
She smoothed her dress—a rich emerald green that hugged her curves and left very little to the imagination—her expression one of satisfaction and control.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Your Highness," she said, her voice a sultry purr. She leaned in, her lips grazing his ear as she added, "But don’t think I’ll be staying to bask in your compliments. There’s a birthday to attend, and I know better than to be caught lingering in your chambers."
Enid smirked, adjusting his tousled blond hair as he watched her. "You’re a dangerous woman, Ava. But you already know that, don’t you?"
"Danger is what makes life interesting," she replied, stepping back and running a finger along his jawline before letting it drop. "And I suspect you’ll be quite interesting yourself on the dance floor tonight—if you survive the maids gossiping about me for the hundredth time."
Enid chuckled. "Let them talk. They’re jealous they could never be you."
Ava’s smile widened, her confidence unshaken. "Oh, I’m sure they’ll try. But there’s only one Ava." With that, she turned and strutted toward the door, her hips swaying in a way that was both natural and utterly deliberate.
The maids waiting outside immediately straightened as the door opened, their eyes widening at the sight of her.
They curtsied deeply, murmuring their greetings.
Ava, ever the queen of her own kingdom, nodded slightly in acknowledgment, her lips curving into a knowing smile. "Ladies," she said as she passed, her voice dripping with amusement.
Once she was gone, the maids exchanged furtive glances, the momentary silence giving way to hushed whispers as they filed into Enid’s chamber.