"S-Spanks?"
Trisa replied back in a shocked voice, the elven older woman the age of 200 years, one of the noble lineage of the Trixiea family, a half-step Imperial, a proud wood elf being asked to get spaned itself will be a very great humiliation and I can see the shyness and conflict playing within Trisa's eyes, she understands that I caught her lying to me being very moved at the fact that I am willing to let it go, it is mixed with her guilt for me.
But even then, the idea of being bent down and be spanked by me, whose so much younger than her and her student even if I am the Holy child being something very hard for Trisa to do on the spot, yet my feelings of pain at her hidden answer and my forgiveness to give her a small punishment being the pull she can't say no to.