Though embarrassed by what had happened, Arabella managed to pull herself back on her feet after the first hour of waking up. She looked at Cassius and also wondered why his body was warm. She had touched Minister Rueben's hands though not willingly and also Princess Marissa's. Their hands and skin was cold, deadly cold. It was the type of cold from someone who had spent their time far too long outside the wintery day.
But unlike them, Cassius was warm blooded, not very vampiric of him.
Yes. That's why she had climbed or even touch him- not her fault, not her fault. Even if he had wanted to kick her from the bed, he could but the fact he didn't must have meant that somewhere he had enjoyed it.
With that thought, she eyed him with narrowed look, cursing in her head as she knew he must have allowed it to happen because he wanted to enjoy seeing her flustered.
