The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Start Removing Clothes

When it was time for Arlan to retire to his bedchamber, Oriana had been summoned to attend to his needs. Other attendants were assigned to wait on him during the night, and she was currently in the common area of the servant quarters, eating her evening meal.

"Stop, His Highness is not in his room. He is taking a night stroll in the rear garden," Damien, who passed the message, reminded her just as she was about to head to the second floor.

"Ah? Alright. I’ll go there now."

As fast she could, she went towards the rear of the Palace of Thistle. Just as she arrived, she saw the prince walking back to the building, his expression unreadable. He was alone.

She followed Arlan on the way back to his chamber, but then belatedly realized that neither the butler nor the other attendants were nearby.

For a split second, her heart thumped with worry.

Earlier in the library, didn’t Arlan say he would think of her punishment tonight?

Her mind anxious, each step of hers felt heavy, as if she was dragging her feet. She was reluctant to walk further.

’Damien said I was called because His Highness is going to bed. Am I a nanny? Do I have to read him bedtime stories? Of course not. This should be him making an excuse to punish me. If he has night errands for us, the prince will call the butler. Why didn’t Mister Roman come with us to put this devil to sleep? Why do I have to do it alone—’

One of the knights standing outside the prince’s bedchamber opened the door for them, only to hear Arlan say. "You all are dismissed for the night."

The knights and the servants present outside bowed to him and left, proving Oriana’s guess. The anxiousness Oriana was feeling grew stronger. Her heart was beating faster, her palms turning sweaty.

’Why is he sending them away? What does this pervert plan on doing?!’

Arlan, who could hear her heartbeats, could not help but smile as he entered his chamber.

Oriana quietly followed him inside.

"Close the door," she heard Arlan say.

’What’s the need of closing the door? What evil scheme did he brew in his perverted mind? Ahh! If I knew I’d be punished like this, I would have been less nosy! I should have stayed together with Neil and Damien in the parlor! I should not have attempted to read that document! Ahh!’ she let out an internal cry. Sadly, there was no cure for regret.

She had no choice but to close the door which she had intentionally kept open.

Oriana turned around, only to find him standing with his arms crossed over his chest, looking at her with the same unreadable expression from earlier.

She cleared her throat nervously with her head lowered, waiting to know her punishment.