Lawrend slept for a whole day after spending some quality with the two catgirl maids he had. As for why… well, it was easy to explain.
Amene sat against the cave walls while Lawrend's head rested on her thighs. Her thighs were soft and warm. It was understandable why Lawrend got sleepy.
As he rested on it, the energy he lost during the creation of her bow and during their passionate time together was recovered quickly. It was like getting a refreshing drink after running a marathon.
When he woke up, Amene was sleeping.
"Good morning, Master," Grape said.
Lawrend looked over and saw her smiling at him. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor. A ray of sunlight was shining on her face, making her look stunningly beautiful.
"Good morning."
