After a long while, their lips parted!
Realizing what she had just done, Ayesha let out a embarrassed whimper. Seeing this, Eros could not resist leaning down once more.
Ayesha gave a soft hum in her breath before falling into enchantment once again.
"Now that you've been marked, you're mine from now on!"
Looking down at the red-faced Ayesha before him, Eros spoke with a soft chuckle.
Ayesha felt a bit shy, but ultimately offered no refutation.
After staying on the clock tower for more than another hour, Ayesha finally spoke in a soft, reluctantly quiet voice:
"I should go back! Otherwise my mother will be worried."
Eros nodded and said in a gentle tone: "I'll walk you!"
Ayesha shook her head, somewhat shyly saying: "No need, I can manage on my own."
Seeing that Ayesha seemed quite resistant to this, Eros thought for a moment and took a roundabout approach:
"How about this, I'll have the carriage send you back!"
This time Ayesha did not refuse. After descending the clock tower, Eros clapped his hands, and after a short moment, a carriage drove over.
Because he had gone out under his identity as Eros today, he had traveled out using the family carriage.
The coachman drove the carriage to a stop in front of Eros, addressing him respectfully:
"Your Highness!"
Eros nodded, gesturing toward Ayesha:
"Help me escort this lady home, and then you may head back yourself."
The coachman said with some hesitation: "Then what about you, Your Highness?"
Eros smiled and casually said: "I'll take a hired carriage back!"
Although the coachman was still somewhat hesitant, since his master had spoken, he had no choice but to comply.
After sending Ayesha onto the carriage, Eros waved with a smile. Ayesha's lips twitched slightly, but in the end, she said nothing.
Watching the carriage depart into the distance, Eros waited nearby for a passing hired carriage.
Inside the carriage, Ayesha pulled aside the curtain to look at the man standing in place watching her leave, her small face flushing hot once more.
She didn't know what was wrong with herself today, actually making so many out-of-line moves with that man.
Reaching out to touch her small, soft lips, and then looking down at her delicate collarbones, Ayesha let out a whimper of embarrassment.
Burying her bright red face into her knees—how utterly mortifying~
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Standing in place waiting for a hired carriage for a while, Eros suddenly felt someone approaching beside him.
Turning his head to look, he discovered a police officer dressed in uniform.
It was precisely the officer who had asked Ayesha if she needed help earlier.
"She waited here for you for a very long time! And it's very dangerous for a young girl to be outside so late at night." The officer looked at Eros and spoke.
A look of guilt appeared on Eros's face: "That's my fault, I was delayed for too long!"
Saying this, Eros pulled a ten-pound banknote from his wallet and handed it toward the officer before him.
As he handed it over, his tone was filled with gratitude: "Thank you for taking care of her. If anything had truly happened to her, I really wouldn't know what to do."
Without even glancing at the banknote in Eros's hand, the officer said in a calm tone:
"No need for thanks, this is our duty! I came over merely to remind you."
Saying this, the officer turned and walked away; he had to continue his night patrol.
Looking at the departing back of the officer, Eros froze for a moment. Looking down at the banknote in his hand, Eros let out an amused laugh:
"When did I become like this as well?"
Shaking his head with a smile, Eros softly lamented: "This world is still quite charming sometimes."
After waiting a little while longer, a carriage lit with gas lamps signaling it was a hired carriage passed by.
Eros hurriedly waved to flag down the carriage. The carriage came to a stop in front of Eros, and the driver at the reins nodded to him.
Eros raised his eyes to look, and was immediately drawn by the silver inverted hanging cross accessory hanging on the coachman's chest.
He recognized this accessory—it was standard equipment for a Night Watchman of the Church of Reincarnation.
Eros boarded the carriage while casually asking: "How come Night Watchmen are doing the hired carriage business at night now?"
The coachman's body tensed up abruptly, his expression gradually turning vigilant.
Eros smiled and introduced himself: "Eros Lenka North!"
Hearing this self-introduction, the coachman turned back to scrutinize Eros a few times before relaxing his vigilance:
"Intil hasn't been peaceful these past one or two months—to be accurate, nights across the entire Empire haven't been peaceful."
"Therefore, to ensure the safety of the common citizens, we can only step up the intensity of night patrols."
"And night hired carriages became the best choice. Starting from recent days, all night hired carriages in Intil have been replaced by us Night Watchmen."
Eros nodded in realization: "Is it because of those pollutants that were deployed by who-knows-who?"
The coachman replied as he drove: "Not just that, but also news that spread from who-knows-where a while ago."
"It said a high-sequence existence not belonging to the churches is attempting to raise a divine throne, and then claimed our church's attention was all drawn by that matter."
"So, those cultists hiding in the dark started becoming active. If I ever find out who is spreading this rumor, I will use my boot to kick his ass hard, I swear! I really will do it!"
"Damn it, it increased so much workload for us for nothing."
Eros: "..."
Really sorry, the guy spreading the rumor happens to be behind you—yours truly!
Eros let out a dry cough and shifted the topic. Chatting casually along the way, Eros returned home.
Upon arriving home, seeing that it was very late, Eros entered the washroom to get ready to wash up and sleep.
Inside the washroom, Irina looked at Isabella beside her, her expression gradually growing solemn.
Oh no! Her job was being stolen!
Isabella was truly worthy of having been an Empress. Without batting an eye, she quietly shifted to the side, freeing up a spot.
When she first saw a person suddenly walk out of Eros's shadow earlier, she had been extremely astonished as well.
Yet afterward, hearing Eros explain that Irina was his shadow, she had been even more astonished.
She didn't understand how such a large, living person could be someone else's shadow.
However, Eros hadn't explained too much, so she could only suppress this doubt in the bottom of her heart.
She simply remembered that inside this person's shadow, there was another person.
Seeing Isabella conscientiously yield a position to the side, a satisfied expression appeared on Irina's pretty face.
Suddenly, Isabella's beautiful eyes widened slightly as a thought occurred to her.
Since the other party was his shadow, did that mean all her actions from last night were seen by her?
As if knowing what she was thinking, Irina's voice—calm and devoid of any emotion—resounded inside the washroom:
"Do you think you can hide your actions from your own shadow?"
A blush crept onto Isabella's pretty face, and she softly let out a breath. If she saw it, so be it.