Capítulo 59: The Ritual..?

"Muma...." 

Alice muttered in between her breath where her chest was lifting and resting down. Her deep brows were knitted together into a thick frown, making Cyrus feel uncomfortable. 

Just the sight of her pale face was hard to watch, making him gulp the slave present. Princess Alice was resting her face on his shoulders with her eyes closed. His inner urge told him to continue her rest into a deep slumber. 

However, from the outside, his mind was strictly against letting her touch his body. 

Unwillingly, he had to resist his mind when his gaze met with her face. It was soft, where he could vividly guess that she was dreaming about something. 

Yet his imagination broke down when he saw the beads of sweat formed around her forehead. 

Afterward, her body had started to shiver, making his heart pound out of concern, "Princess.."