Valentine's blood-red eyes opened, no longer silver and the first thing he saw was surprisingly a big pair.
A big pair of breasts clad by a red dress and a big pair of shining silver eyes with silver hair flowing down onto his face.
He had his head resting on someone's lap, the world was completely black, except for the figures that habited it.
"You are... Claudette?" He said the name of the person, one of the disgraceful maidens that were now inside his body.
"Yes, are you okay?" The way she spoke depicted nervousness as if she wasn't used to dealing with men this way, it made him wonder why then was she giving him this treatment.
"Kinda... Satella... she wasn't merciful with that stab..." It would be a lie to say that he could learn all of their names, were they not firmly imprinted in his mind.
