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As much as this night will hurt on the morrow, Queen Danika beamed at him again, her smile so wide, it made her beautiful face radiant. "Okay."

Her smile is so contagious, the King wasn't aware that his face is doing something it hasn't done in the past fifteen years of his life.

His lips stretched—not as wide as hers—but enough for the onlooker to recognize it for the smile it is.

"Okay." Then, he carried her towards the bathroom.

Heavens, he smiled. It isn't much of a smile but it is something beautiful, Danika thought, her heartwarming up like the hills under the sun.

He urged her to strip, he stripped out his wet clothes too. Together, they got under the waterfall of the bathroom made out of the best woods and oak. The water beat down their body as they washed.

Her eye