Chapter 139: A Single Man’s Treasure
Cordelia should be happy that she didn’t have to watch over Henry like a very rotund but comatose baby. But the emotion that bubbled inside her were something else entirely, and she didn’t want to be seen as something... kind of weak and unsure of herself.
Henry slowly opened his eyes, and when realization dawned on him, the man almost jumped up inside the tiny little cave that Cordelia found.
The king’s personal attendant and queen’s maidservant locked eyes for a brief moment. When his brain was finally able to catch up, Henry’s memories came flashing by his eyes.
It was not a pretty sight at all.
"Urgh! What the hell, where are we?!" Henry panicked.
The storm was being relentless outside, and the two of them were soaking wet. The old man turned to Cordelia, and then removed his mask to get a better view and a bit of a breather too.
"Alright, where the hell are we?" the old man asked Cordelia as she seemed to be utterly speechless.
There was a long and dreadful silence between them that just did not sit right with Henry. He could still recall the pain he felt in his crotch as Cordelia tried to restrain him using underhanded methods.
"Cordelia?" Henry called out once again.
The old woman snapped out the second Henry shoved himself close and clicked his fingers in front of her.
"Get off me!" Cordelia pushed Henry backwards, making the old man gasp as he slammed towards the crevice wall. "Oh fuck, sorry, sorry. My bad!"