Shina didn't think about her next moves at all. It was as if the only appropriate thing to do in that moment was to cup Dheinyrus' face and get on top of him...
As she was about to lean down for a kiss, Dheinyrus' face suddenly contorted in pain. The difficulty of breathing returned. Inconveniently.
"R—Right!" Shina exclaimed and frantically got off of Dheinyrus. She made him drink up the water and let him rest until he was fully recovered with the help of the great spirits.
A couple of minutes later, Dheinyrus was sitting up on the bed, wearing the change of clothes Shina brought him. Meanwhile Shina was standing by the window far from the bed, looking at the vast landscape of Sekhtar.
The way he just shrugged off all those close calls and her display of degeneracy didn't sit right with her... Come to think of it, has she always been this much of a pervert?
'Definitely not...' the princess convinced herself.
