A Test of Loyalty
"Leonide, maybe cover up a little, yeah?" Damien suggested.
Leonide, teary-eyed with embarrassment, nodded his head but made no effort to actually cover himself. The others, though visibly embarrassed too, weren't doing much to hide either, clearly trained not to. But in Leonide's case, this was clearly different.
Tears began to fall from Leonide's eyes, and Damien could hardly bear it. "Sebas, could we allow towels today, just for once?"
Damien almost begged as he lowered his head in desperation.
"If it is permitted by Sir Damien, then I have no objections. However, I would caution against too much leniency. It could hinder his growth. Perhaps allowing it just for today would be wise," Sebas replied with a surprisingly strict tone.
Damien considered Sebas's words. It made sense—this wasn't just playful banter anymore; it was a real issue, so a bit of sternness was necessary.