Fast forward one month.
Lawrend spent that time helping his maids take care of his children. Although he was their Master, they were ultimately his lovers. He needed to show his love to his children as their father.
This time, Lawrend flew to the northeast with Aezel and Humility.
"I'm so jealous…" Aezel muttered under her breath.
She followed behind Lawrend. He was carrying Humility in a princess carry. It was a prime spot that she would do anything to take.
"Master…"
Humility stared at Lawrend in a daze. It had been an hour since they left the inn, but she was still focused on his face. She was so mesmerized by his gaze.
"Mm. I'm your Master," Lawrend replied.
She had been repeating 'Master…' over and over. No matter what Lawrend responded with, she would still be in a daze. That was why Lawrend just responded with anything he could think of.
