It seems that when I went to retrieve the book that belonged to Amelia, a negotiation went place between the two of them.
It went like this, Anaia said that if Amelia wanted to follow us, considering her strength she agreed but on one condition.
"You will be Aither's personal attendant."
She said that to Amelia and to my surprise she agreed to it easily and Anaia even said she looked quite happy.
We ate dinner, took a bath, and went to bed. The problem is....
Where will Amelia sleep for the night? Anaia already asked but it looks like the inn was already at full capacity.
There isn't a room available anymore and that means.....
She will be sleeping with me tonight.
The bed was large enough for the two of us and she was looking at me with expectations.
Wouldn't this be a scene where the master servant cliche happens. The scene where the servant or maid says that she can't sleep on the same bed as her master's.
However that didn't happen and I'm glad, I at least don't need to persuade her.
It's just that sharing a bed with a girl is a first for me. I wonder what it feels like.
Though because I'm glad that I didn't need to persuade her, it doesn't mean that I want to do something to her.
I'm just glad that she won't be stubborn and sleep on the floor or vice versa.
I turned off the lights and slowly climbed on the bed, while I did that, Amelia began stripping.
"—?!"
I was shocked but when I turned my gaze to her, I only saw her stripping her maid uniform.
It seems that she's wearing bloomers and a white shirt inside her maid uniform.
Honestly, right now she looks very erotic.
The way her white skin looks smooth and soft and the way she just stands there timidly as if waiting for my order.
And more importantly in this dark room, her figure is illuminated by the moonlight.
The figure of a girl with an hourglass body illuminated by the beautiful moonlight while standing and waiting with expectations as she looked at me.....
It completely captivates me.
Now I feel like a pervert thinking about it.
"M- Master...." She spoke timidly.
"Come here and you can just call me Aither when we're alone. Or whenever you like."
I said to her gesturing her by tapping the bed and she slowly went to my side as I laid my back on the bed.
Once she was at my side I looked to my right with her facing my back.
I moved my body with just enough space for one pillow in the middle.
I don't want to get close to her. I'm a sleep hugger after all, and if I did, I might touch something I'll probably won't forget.
"Mast— Aither..... Why are you moving away? Do you feel uncomfortable sleeping with me?"
Now that she said that in a cute fragile voice, I feel guilty. I turned again and faced her.
"No, it's not like that. I'm not uncomfortable sleeping with you, it's just that I'm a sleep hugger, I might touch you while I'm sleeping and make you uncomfortable."
I explained and for some reason she had a relieved expression. Then, she said.
"Then, isn't it fine then? You can hug me all you want, Aither. Did you know? When you carried me in your arms, I felt really comfortable and safe in your embrace. That's why I.... I've been desiring to get into your embrace once more. I want to feel that comfortable embrace."
Now that I think about it, she's still a fourteen years old girl and she just had a traumatic experience.
Wanting to be comforted is natural and even more so if you feel safe and comfortable with the said person.
I guess I'm that person to her.
I opened my available hand wide and gestured to her to come and she fell into my embrace.
I hugged her and kept her closer to me as she snuggled even deeper.
I petted her head along with her ears and she let out a surprisingly cute soft purr. She's like a cat... I mean fox.
"Thank you...."
"What for?"
"Thank you for saving me."
I hugged her tighter, saying that while in my embraced is just really cute that it made me do just that.
She's really cute and adorable.
After that, no words were said and we fell silent, slowly we closed our eyes and fell asleep.
Just like that a wholesome night ended and as the morning star rose, I woked up with Amelia using my left hand as a pillow.