"I arranged the appointment with the boy from Inferno tomorrow. I picked the most charming one the one whose better matched your description of your type." He said. Roselyn nodded. Her heart raced as she suddenly remembered her reckless decision.
"I hope he doesn't expect me to... to..." Roselyn murmured, as she didn't know how to express her embarrassment with the right words.
"He will do whatever you ask him. Even if you just asked him to paint for you a portrait, he will do it and won't dare to complain." He replied, gesturing with his hand. Scanning her upside down with a confused gaze, he raised an eyebrow. "I can't believe you've done nothing to pleasure yourself before neither that you haven't had the talk with your mother yet."
Roselyn took a long breath. "I don't even know how to do it even if I wanted." She sighed, feeling some glimpse of curiosity occurred to her mind. If he insisted that much, maybe it truly was something quite enjoyable?
