The heat of fierce blushing rises up as I squat into a curl on the ground, out in reality. My forehead presses into the wall of the entryway as I hold in a weird scream. Because while I don't mind so much that I'm heard taking any hard stances with the Alpha…
My forehead lifts and bangs into the wall once, pretty lightly.
"I clearly flirted so boldly a few times, didn't I? Why can I do that with anyone else in public, or even with her while caught up in the moment alone… but feel like this when I think of someone else knowing?"
Rising up to my feet in one burst, I turn away from the door and go for snacks before I leave. It's probably a good thing. This metabolism I seem to have. As well as the lack of servants to poke at all my soft places and point out any slight pudge forming.
Because I no doubt would have gained significant weight in just these few weeks, if I were really still that same Fox Princess.
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