The Perfect Lover (R-18)

"Sophie…."

"Is everything okay darling?"

A worried voice snapped Sophie out of her daze as she looked up to see Cleo staring at her with an expression of concern.

The golden light of the chandelier brightened up the restaurant as the classical music continued to play softly in the background.

"Yeah… I'm fine…I…I… just," Sophie gripped her head in pain as she could not help but think that something seemed off.

The unpleasant memory of being attacked by the horrific abomination slowly faded away as the minutes passed. 

Eventually the pain in her head went away but Sophie still decided to rub her temples slowly to deal with the dull throbbing sensation.

"Allow me to help you darling," Cleo whispered lovingly.

The princess got up from her chair and carefully embraced Sophie from behind. Her soft dainty hands touched Sophie's forehead and begun to rub in a circular motion.