"There, there now...we cannot be late to our own event." Chantria soothed Amir, rubbing a hand down his back in an attempt to comfort the trembling Kei.
Amir slowly pulled away, tears still brimming in his eyes. Chantria was not certain, if Saint Chantria had truly been so cold to her consorts to not have provided words of reassurance at any time.
That was the only explanation Chantria could come up with, for why Amir would be so emotional by the few words she had said.
It was also the reason why Chantria had decided to accept the mission of the harem system,
To become an ultimate Harem Master in return for a new life, it was in fact not so terrible of a bargain... the poison in her bloodstream considered.
Maybe this time, Chantria would finally be able to live as she pleased. With no hesitations... and no regrets.
