Talk Time

It was the time when people woke up. When roosters crowed and the sun showed his big shining butt to the lands, the morning.

Anna woke up and looked around herself, she was laying on Harry's lap, and he was gently combing her hair with his hands, even giving her some good head massages.

She immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, letting him continue his handy work.

As for Harry, he looked at the invisible-to-others system infront of him with a ponderous look, he hadn't done anything with Anna after their first time, of course except some gentle fondling of a breast or a naughty hand between her thighs as they slept.

And so his pleasure points were below 1 points.

After waking up earlier, he had ended up figuring out some things, and then some unanswerable question; he was still thinking of them even now.

Shaking his head off the answerless questions, he focused on the massage.

And a bit into it, he couldn't resist stealing kisses at times on her lips, caressing her face, or just kissing her forehead.

Noticing her blushing and the increased intensity of her heartbeat, and unable to contain his own joyous mood, he lovingly remarked, "Anna, you don't have to pretend to be asleep to receive my massages you know? All you need to do is ask, and I will do it for you as long as you want," saying that, he leaned in and kissed her lips again, causing her cheeks to turn even redder.

Moving his face away, he looked at her.

She looked back at him and murmured softly, "Please don't stop the massage," her face flushed with embarrassment as she nestled her head in his lap.

Smiling at her adorable reaction, Harry lifted her up and brought her closer to him, their bodies fell into a hug. She hugged him too, and once seated like that, he continued to pat her head, "That's how I like you to be seated."

She rested her head on his shoulder and asked, curious, "How did you bathe me when I was asleep?"

She was now completely fresh and even dressed above her waist with one of Harry's white shirts.

"You sleep too deeply," Harry sighed, "You didn't wake up even when I played with your special spot…you know?"

She blushed and hid her face behind him, cursing inside at her prince's shamelessness.

And then she looked at the windows, her eyes widened as she completely woke up,

"It's already morning!"

"…So what?" Harry lazily questioned, rubbing her butt in his hands.

She was naked below the blanket, so he could easily touch those places he shouldn't have, he could vividly feel her soft mounds pushing against his chest too.

"I have to get your food!" Anna exclaimed again and got out of his embrace, moving out of the blanket with speed as she stood up on the ground.

He asked, irritated, "Can't some other maids do it?"

"No way, I took a sick leave just yesterday and I heard your mother didn't like the taste, so it is better if I brighten her mood with good food today," She said, she really didn't want to make any more bad impressions.

"That's no problem, I will tell Mom that it is okay… she will listen," looking into her eyes, he continued, "You are one of us now after all."

Anna felt happy inside but shook her head regardless and put on her maid uniform atop his shirt, and then went on to completely dress up.

He threw her a pantie from the side, which he had removed from her earlier, and said, "You are so skull-headed."

"Harry…" Anna looked at him and said, wearing the pantie, "Only a gift like my exceptional senses can check for poisons and things like that… even yesterday was a risk, I was just too sick."

Harry blinked and asked, he was not afraid of her health since his system showed she was fine, "Hmm… I will have you for myself when you are free right?"

"…I am your maid after all," she meekly replied.

"Okay then… but hear this before you go," Harry's tone turned serious, "Anna, even though it had taken me this long to say it, you should know that you are my first, and one of the most important women in my life. So I want you to keep in mind that I...love you. So you don't have to act like a maid infront of anyone now"

Anna nodded butterflies roaming around her stomach, and unshed tears glistening in her eyes, then with weak legs, ran out of the room, ready to set breakfast, this was the happiest day of her life after all.

Harry just smiled and watched her run, He didn't plan to accept many women into his most important circle, but for some, he was not going to let them go away.

And Anna, she was surely one of the people he cared for.

One of the inner circle.

But, unbeknownst to her, an assassination had indeed been attempted, Harry even wondered whether her falling sick was part of the mastermind's plan.

Smirking, he went back to his thoughts.

I wonder if Mom and Lilly woke up… he missed them even though he had seen them just yesterday.

Keeping his patience, he then thought of the assassins… How did they poison me? It was too natural to be a gift attack, so what was it?

He had checked the room earlier but there were no clues, the one who did it was an expert.

Guess the last clue is the one who checked for poison yesterday.

Putting the thought at the back of his head, he then thought about how his gift works, and what he has to do to evolve it to Stage 1. As of now, he was just at Stage 0, and he had no certainty as to what to do to reach Stage 1.

One of his theories was that accumulating more gifts, perhaps ten gifts or even one hundred of them might help him reach stage one from the current base stage of his ability — after all, that was the only way to use Lustful absorption.

Another possibility was finding support abilities,

Abilities that help you go up stages more easily, Like…'Maybe I should seek the help of a pathfinder or just absorb a pathfinder-type ability from someone…'

Those types help people find out the way ahead… if they were lucky.

He then thought about the world outside, he felt somewhat eager to go on an adventure…

So much to explore, so much to see…

And wasting his time like that, just procrastinating — it was already about time for breakfast....

Anna knocked on the door and entered, with a bright smile on her face, she said: "Your Mother and Sister are waiting for you in the dining hall."

"Is Breakfast ready?" Harry asked, taking her into his embrace.

Anna nodded, her face turning red.

She was again being hugged and given too many kisses out of nowhere, "They are waiting!" she exclaimed softly again.

Laughing, Ace tapped her forehead with his own and said, "You're just too cute."

Anna pushed him away a bit forcefully, "Go eat first…" she said, shy to admit it, "Prince… I made the food with quite a lot of effort today."

"You cooked it all?" Harry exclaimed, amazed, "I have to eat it with care then!"

Anna nodded, struggling to get out of his hug, "Now let me do the chores, I have to clean your room too."

Harry frowned and shook his head, "No, just sleep on the bed will you? I will send a maid to do the chores… you worked quite a lot yesterday after all."

Hesitant, Anna looked into his eyes, seeing the comforting gaze, her confusion vanished and she nodded.

"That's how you should be," Harry kissed her forehead, "Act like a prince's wife from now on, okay? I will get you out of that maid position soon."

Anna shook her head, "Don…Don't do that"

Harry blinked, "Why?"

Blushing, Anna weakly said in a murmur, "I don't want you to have another maid…"

Harry dumbly nodded and let her go, his heart felt somewhat weird as he patted her head and turned around, moving towards the dining room.

'Was…' Anna blinked as she looked at his back, 'was the prince just… speechless?'

She shook her head in smug satisfaction and went to bed, actually, she was indeed quite tired.

She craved some sleep.

She barely slept 3 hours yesterday after all…