Bab 118: Why did he need to hide, though?

"My lady...?" 

Minerva furrowed her brows as soon as she entered Aries's room. The latter's face was red, as if out of breath. Her hair was also a little disheveled, just like the creases on the bed. Before Minerva came in, she had to wait for a minute because Aries told her not to enter.

"Mhmm?" Aries raised her brows, clearing her throat as she flashed her a smile. 

"Uh... I've prepared the clothes you asked for, my lady. Would you like to... are you alright?" asked Minerva, noticing the sweat on her forehead. "You're sweating, my lady. Shall I open the windows for you so --"

"Stop!"

The servant, Minerva, halted from approaching the window. She looked at Aries, wide-eyed. 

"I..." Aries cleared her throat, scratching her temple. She needed to get a grip. Minerva wasn't foolish to not notice she was acting out of character. 

"My lady? Are you hurt somewhere?" asked Minerva worriedly, approaching the bed.