After sneaking away from the party in the large dining hall, Emerelda slid into her room through a hidden passage. Secretly she packed a few items that she might need. As the sun finished to set and Emerelda finished hiding her things, she once again heard the boots of Prince Calven entering her room.
Emerelda could tell that he was drunk. Calven sways side to side ready to fall over. He enters the room as Emerelda’s ladies exit. “To bed, child. It’s late.” Calven heads for the bathing area to relieve himself of what he was holding inside all through dining.
Already in her sleepwear, which she rarely used for she preferred nudity, Emerelda crept behind the think curtain, and into bed. It was dark with the sun absent. Little light dripped into the sleeping quarters so when Calven opens the curtain to stumble in, Emerelda is blinded. He stands there, catching his balance. Emerelda can see him in all his glory. Never has she seen a true man. As she noted twice before, he was built, but now she could see every rippling muscle. He isn’t as hairy as she imagined. Somehow, seeing him naked, Calven appeared more threatening than he ever did before.
Soon, Emerelda was lying next to a naked man, a new experience for her. As soon as she was sure he was asleep, which wasn’t long, Emerelda started her plan.