The celebratory ball and the banquet lasted till late into the night, and if Aurora had not excused herself at some point, she didn't know how long she'd have to sit there and let the celebrations continue. It baffled her how all these Nobles had so much energy left in them to still party and dance rather than just going home.
With Aurora now off the table, the Emperor's attendees assured him out of the rooms as well, preparing him for the consummation night. To say he was nervous was beyond anything. He felt like he needed calming medicine to calm him. After all, our Emperor was still a virgin himself.
It felt like hot lava was poured down his throat every time he kissed Aurora, even during their first kiss which was forced. He could only imagine what it would be like to make love to her. He only prayed he made it through the night.
