Rania sshed water to her <b>face</b><b>, </b>she had locked the bathroom door, just in case Maximus would wake up, and he barged in.


    She couldn’t believe what she had done.


    Now, she hade down from the strong orgasm that she got from their wild sex, she felt embarrassed with how bold she was with him.


    But to her surprised, she liked every bit of it.


    When Rania was in the position where she controlled the pace, as she rode him, she could see his expression. For the first time, she was in control, and she… loved it.


    Once again, Rania sshed her face with cold water, so she could regain herposure. How could shee from disgusted for having sex to enjoy it.


    She must be insane.


    Trying to clear her mind, Rania pulled out the bottom drawer when she hid the poison. She took it out, and stared at it for a while.


    Ironic enough, the only taste that she could feel was this poison. And somehow, she liked it. It gave vor to


    her life.


    And probably because of that too that she preferred this method, even though she knew it would harm her as well.


    Or probably, it was because she wanted to die…


    The thought of dying with Maximus made the corner of her lips twitched. She gave herself a self deprecating smile.


    Rania opened the lid, and then poured a few drops into her mouth. She could feel the sensation. Even though most if would go <i>to </i>Maximus, but she would get some as well.


    She didn’t mind it though.


    Once she put back the poison, she went to the bedroom and found Maximus was still sleeping, oblivious to his surroundings.


    Both of them were still naked.


    Rania then climbed the bed, andy down next to him again. She cupped his face between her palms and then kissed him, giving him the poison in her mouth, which he epted it dly.


    Even in his sleep, he was very, responsive to her touch. Rania felt almost guilty when she did this, but she remembered what he had done and the war he waged.


    Maximus pulled her closer, as he kissed her deeply, he put his hand behind her head to deepen the kiss. Rania let him do what he pleased<b>, </b>until he fell asleep again.


    When Rania woke up for the second time, it was close to none outside, and Maximus was still sleeping.


    However, it seemed he got another nightmare. Layer of sweat covered his forehead. He gritted his teeth, <b>as </b><b>if </b>he was holding back his anger.


    “No, don’t hurt her… E, I am sorry… No. Not her…”


    E.


    This <b>was </b>the second time Rania saw him being tortured by his nightmare, and this made her uneasy because he kept saying the same name. Who was E?


    By the way he said the name, it almost felt like he was close to this person, he cared about her, and someone hurt her. He begged for her not to be hurt, and he looked… scared.


    Learning from her mistake before, Rania moved away from him. She didn’t try to wake him up, because thest time, he almost killed her. The scar around her neck throbbed. There was this white line on her neck, where he almost cut her head off.


    Therefore, Rania knew better than to get closer to him. She got out of the bed, out of his reach, and stared at him, as he had <i>a </i>trouble in his sleep, but he didn’t do anything.


    Instead, Rania went to the television room, where Kean had put her and Maximus’s breakfast. She took the second poison that she hid inside the vase and poured two drops in his te.


    From here, she still could hear how Maximus begged to the people in his dream not to hurt a woman that he cared about.


    For some reason, Rania felt irritated when she heard that.


    How could he dream about another woman when he just had a sex with her? Probably, this was what Maximus felt when he thought Rania was thinking about Caden when he fucked her.<fn322d> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n ?ovelFind</fn322d>


    Rania turned on the television and watched her cartoon, while waiting for Maximus to wake up before they


    ate together.


    She didn’t do it intentionally, but somehow, she liked it when she didn’t have to eat alone. Even though, eating with him was not different, since he didn’t say much during the meal.


    ***


    “Who is E?” Rania asked Eiten when he came to visit her. He brought pudding this time, and he grinned from ear to ear, which made Rania scrunched her nose.


    She was tempted to reject the pudding out of spite, just to annoy him, but in the end, she ate it.


    “E?” Eiten’s expression shifted, he looked at Rania with a frown. “How do you know her?”


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    It would be impossible to tell Eiten how she knew about E if she didn’t tell him the truth, more so, there was no reason why she had to hide this thing from him.


    “Who is she?”


    Eiten furrowed his brows, he contemted his answer, and Rania was already thinking the worse of it.


    “She was Max’s wet nurse,” Eiten replied. “She basically raised him.”


    Rania didn’t expect this answer. She leaned her body forward. “What happened with her?” From what she heard in Maximus’s sleep, it seemed something really bad had happened to her, and it traumatized him.


    If Maximus was still thinking about the event after years had passed, and it still gued his subconscious self, it must be something that left a deep scar for him.


    “The previous king, Max’s father, killed her right in front of him. He ordered the warrior to mutte her.”


    Rania didn’t believe what she heard. “But, the king… they said the king was not like that… how could he do that


    to his son?”


    Eiten scoffed. “I know. You must have heard the story about the benevolent king Raynold, right?” Eiten’s eyes shed with disgust. “That’s why I don’t really believe in rumor. Rumors are created by us, from mouth to mouth, and it was controlled by a powerful person behind the scene.”


    Eiten looked at Rania meaningfully, but he didn’t say anything.


    Rania suffered the same thing too. The only different was; she was portrayed in the worse way possible. This was what Eiten’s belief, though he couldn’t find a proof of it.


    “What E had done?” Rania asked, her heart ached when she imagined little Maximus cried for a mother figure that raised him was being executed brutally before his eyes.


    “She gave food to Max when he was punished.”


    “What?” Rania pressed her lips. She had gone through the same punishment. “She shouldn’t have given him food, it’s not like the king would kill him… right?”


    Eiten almost looked apologetic for Rania’s naivety. “Maxi had not yet eaten or drink anything for four days. straight. He was only nine years old at that time, and he was going to die, especially when he was beaten horribly.”


    Eiten could <i>see </i>theplicated look in her eyes, and then said gently.


    “Max had a harsh childhood.”