Gutard blinked three times, agape at the unexpected sight in front of him.
The Bishop didn't blink but turned purple as a beet.
The Countess immediately turned yellow, her mouth twitching in dismay.
The other men at the table held their breath, wide-eyed.
And Klaus ... His mouth opened at the sight of Alexa's exposed pubis, and the color of his face fled at once.
While everyone's gaze went to the most obvious point, and she saw the startled expressions on their faces, the maiden felt her face burn like fire. Her eyes filled with tears, which immediately overflowed across her face.
It didn't matter Klaus's pale expression or faces as red as hers in front of the damsel. She grumbled in deep pain and embarrassment, suddenly wanting to die.
"Klaus!" Gutard called out as if he was scolding the worst dog in the kennel.
Her skirts were released as quickly as they had been lifted, and the arms holding hers loosened as if by magic.
