He could not restrain the blooming smirk from appearing on his sharp countenance.
Smoothly, with silent steps, Zeleskiaz came forward. Sliding through the furniture to stand before her who was waiting with attractive authority at his desk.
"This way, my Lady. You may use my chair."
Guiding with a gracious unfold of his limb, the Crown Prince invited Marianne to take a seat at the only available place by his desk, summoning in the Lady great enthusiasm that was intentionally hidden by the woman.
'Fufu~ So you now recognise I am the boss here... Well done kinky.'
Before his hand reached her waist in a greedy act, the clever woman walked around the piece of elegant furniture and stood by the chair in wait.
"..."
Scrape...
"Please take a seat, my Lady."
'... Yeah... I guess being my servant could make people this happy. Do a good job though. I'm still irked even if this is entertaining. Paige would have poured the tea already, you need some training, kinky.'
