“Do you have a favorite fragrance? There’s a scent ordered by Lord Hades himself, would you like to use it?”

‘The answer is obvious.’

Barely opening her eyes, Latifa Glaesia nodded her head without thinking.

As the maids poured hot water over the gravel next to the altar, flames began to rise along with white and fragrant steam.

“Heek! Is it on fire?! There are sparks!”

“Stay still.”

“Fire! Fire!”

“It’s just creating steam. Don’t be so startled.”

“Steam?! Ah, it’s hot!”

The heated steam made the marble altar increasingly warm, and Latifa Glaesia, surprised, tried to get up.

“You mustn’t get up during the sauna!”

‘Sauna? What’s a sauna?’

“I thought we were taking a bath?”

For the first time, Latifa Glaesia asked, anxious at the unheard term “sauna.”

“Yes, it’s a bath.”

“Wait! This isn’t a bath at all!”

Chiiik, chiik. The sound of steam echoed as the white mist obscured the view and enveloped the body.

The temperature wasn’t too hot, but everything was unfamiliar to Latifa Glaesia, experiencing a sauna for the first time.

They said they were bathing, but there were neither bathtubs nor water, just a fire burning, and she couldn’t understand it at all.

Suddenly feeling strange, Latifa Glaesia resisted, her face full of tears.

“I, I don’t want to do this. I, I want to leave…!”

“Oh my! You mustn’t move like that now!”

As Latifa Glaesia struggled on the heated marble, several maids climbed onto the altar and began to restrain her.

It didn’t hurt to be restrained by them. Rather, the fact that they were only wrapped in a towel drove her more insane.
“Hey, everyone! Can I, at least, wear some clothes while walking around…?! Right?”

“Who wears clothes while taking a bath?”

‘Of course, you take off your clothes to bathe, but what I mean is why do it in a crowd!’

As Latifa Glaesia flailed again, Yannan earnestly pleaded with her.

“Miss, your body is not in good condition; please be still. This really won’t do, it’s much better when you’re out of your senses! Guys, grab her!”

The girls firmly grabbed Latifa’s arms and legs, and Nai Yannan lightly patted her back, climbing onto her waist.

The moment her hefty palms touched Latifa’s back, she thought she would faint.

“Ouch! Wait a minute, Yannan! This isn’t really a bath!”

Despite Latifa’s screams, Yannan paid no attention and began to rub her palms vigorously.

“Soon, Miss, you will be completely captivated by the sauna massage. Guys, bring more scents, and bring a cup of tea for Miss to drink. Today’s sauna will take a long time.”

“Yes, Master Yannan.”

“Don’t, don’t do this. Ugh!”

“My goodness. Your shoulders are very stiff.”

“Uh!”

Her screams echoed to the high dome ceiling.

When Latifa Glaesia was fiercely resenting Hades Caleb Ignite, he was strolling through the royal palace corridor with Luhan.

If you went through the round, large arch door, you could see pale or purple shisha smoke rising in clouds.

Roses, vanilla, spearmint, etc., different fragrances of shisha filled the air as Hades and Luhan walked to the center of the banquet hall.

Perhaps because it was the last day of the several days’ celebration, people were quietly leaning on carpets and cushions, smoking shisha, or chatting, and some were even asleep.

A few royal ladies and highranking daughters gasped at the sight of Hades.

Even if he was known to be quite wild, Hades’s reputation as a handsome man from the Grand Bazaar remained unchanged.

Moreover, Prince Luhan, who was beside Hades, was equally handsome.

There, Luhan wore white clothes with a gold belt, and Hades wore black clothes with a red belt, standing out even in the dimming banquet hall atmosphere.

“Hades is here! Hades is at the party!”

“He’s so handsome. If the rising sun manifests in the human world, it would look like that!”

“I think Prince Luhan is more handsome. He seems to have a very gentle personality.”

As the women muttered, looking at the two men walking, Luhan lifted a hand to smile and greet them, while Hades did not even glance in that direction, heading straight to the Sultan at the head seat.

The Sultan at the head seat was momentarily dozing on the lap of Harem Iota.

“Oh, Father seems to have fallen asleep. It can’t be helped. He’s hardly slept throughout the party.”

Luhan approached his father, the Sultan, to wake him.

Then Iota, who was serving as the Sultan’s pillow, nudged Luhan away with a fan and spoke in a coquettish voice.

“The Sultan has just fallen asleep, Prince Luhan. It would be best not to wake him.”

Although Iota had long since given birth to a prince and a princess, she remained beautiful with age, and she had a unique charisma. Ordinary men who got entangled with her couldn’t even get a word in edgeways.
“Iota. General Hades just arrived. The hero of this war is none other than Ignite, Hades. It is only right to pay respects to the Sultan and receive his grace.”

Luhan said with a slight chill in his affectionate eyes, and Iota replied smoothly without hesitation.

“Can’t we ask for an audience with the Sultan separately tomorrow? I think General Hades is also at fault for coming so late to the feast. I heard for sure that General Hades wouldn’t attend the feast.”

Iota, moving her red lips mysteriously, was an inconvenience to them.

Hades slightly furrowed his brows in displeasure but immediately relaxed his expression. After all, the reason Hades visited the palace was not for the Sultan but for Iota.

“And I don’t have such good feelings towards General Hades. You know that, don’t you?”

As Iota flirtatiously blinked at Luhan, he seemed at a loss for words.

No matter how wise a prince Luhan was, and even though his status was higher than that of Iota, a concubine, he was not adept at handling women.

Eventually, Hades approached her and casually spoke.

“It’s been a while, Iota. I admire that your beauty has not withered despite the time that has passed.”

“Hmph. Spare me your flattery. We have no reason to exchange pleasantries, do we?”

Iota responded coldly, smiling at Hades’s greeting.

“It seems you are still clearly enjoying the Sultan’s favor. I’m curious why you are so offended? I may not be as great as the magnificent Sultan, but I am a brave man who has subdued the empire and returned. Isn’t this too harsh on me?”

Hades asked her, a small smile on his lips. Iota seemed to think for a moment, gazing at his face.

Ordinarily, Hades would not speak to Iota, or he would behave rudely, but today he was obviously acting like a grape in his mouth, clearly wanting something from her.

“Yes. I’m not happy about the spoils you brought back from the victorious war. Please understand.”

Different from usual, Iota began to subtly hint at what she wanted.

While experts in diplomacy and rhetoric secretly struck deals, Luhan was left in the middle, shaking his head, seemingly not understanding.

“Oh? What spoils?”

Hades’s eyes narrowed.

“The golden princess of the fallen nation that you brought. You said you dedicated her to the Basil Dynasty, didn’t you? If such a beautiful and young golden princess entered the palace as a prisoner, what place could she have other than the harem?”

Hades continued the conversation playfully.

“Aha. So the mistress of the harem, Iota, is angry with me, fearing she’ll lose the Sultan’s favor. Has the Sultan already said he’ll take the golden princess as a concubine?”

“No. Not yet, but it won’t be long.”

With an expression that seemed to say, ‘How about it. Can you solve this?’ Hades confidently raised the corner of his mouth at Iota.