Izlandi scrubbed her fair skin, she scrubbed her body with determination, it was as if she hoped to get rid of every last bit of the filth, and wanted the perfume to seep deep into every pore of her skin to remove all the smell from the black filth.
'I'll have to ask uncle about this,' she thought, her face was still beet red from the embarrassment of how badly she smelt, 'Hopefully it's not some disease,' she thought with worry and dread at the thought of having such filth leave her body ever again.
As she continued to bathe, her head maid informed her of the events that transpired, the black market auction being the key topic.
Izlandi listened with expectation, she expected to hear that Selner successfully obtained the elf for her, but her expression quickly changed as she heard the head maid speak about the fiasco that went down.
