After their passionate encounter, Cian and Erica lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies still tingling with the afterglow of pleasure. Their breathing slowly returned to normal as they shared tender kisses.
"Chu... Master, I love you," Erica whispered, her voice filled with sincerity.
Cian smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "If you love me that much, then I suppose I should shower you with my affection often. I gotta say though, your body has become surprisingly indecent, hasn't it? Even though it was just last night when you lost your virginity."
"The one who made me like this is you, Master."
"By the way, what did the princess and the Duke talk about?" Cian asked, bringing up the conversation he had inquired about earlier.
"There wasn't much of note, Master. But..." Erica paused, contemplating her words. "The princess looked like she was desperate. I could see it written all over her face."
"Desperate, you say?"