“I won’t touch you again in the future… I won’t touch you...” He choked with sobs. He hung his head low, refusing to look up at me, his long pink hair scattered across the sides of his face. 

I could feel my body recovering. I asked softly, "Did you spike my drink?” 

He shook his head at once. "I didn’t! It should be someone else.” He didn’t look up but averted his eyes to the side. He seemed to be thinking back. "Right. I could smell a strong lust on His Highness Xing Chuan. You have to be careful of him.” 

I said, "Help me… to leave.” 

He clenched his fists tightly in surprise. "No, I don’t have the right to... I, my hands are too dirty…” He looked at his hands. “No, you are...