"I'm sorry. I didn't know how did this happen," Brynhilde said shyly as she stared at the soaking-wet blanket and bed in front of her.
"It's normal, for some women. We also have been doing it all day, there's no need to apologize," Mykel answered as he chuckled and stared at the sunrise. "Although, I never thought you would be this kind of a woman," Mykel continued as he put on his blazer. "Also, I think everyone could hear your voice," Mykel looked at the door.
Mykel could tell people were listening from the stairs away from Brynhilde's room. There were six maids and four servants that were currently standing on top of the stairs.
"This is embarrassing..." Brynhilde said as she sat down on the sofa but immediately felt a sting.
"Was it too much?" Mykel asked.
"No, I was the one who wanted it," Brynhilde shook her head with her red face. "It will go away, so, I think I will have to take another bath,"
