Cassandra was on the floor, blushing red and smiling creepily. Fortunately, Esmond was still on the bed resting. But what's weird is that she's holding onto Esmond's torn clothes. She held them while rolling around on the floor.
Kind of like a puppy.
"What are you doing!?"
Immediately, she stood up and threw away Esmond's clothes. She was surprised at my sudden entrance, but she cleared her throat and said, "I am cleaning." Yeah, I don't think people will believe that. And what kind of cleaning involves hugging clothes and moaning?
"Were you smelling his clothes? 'Cause I swear you were literally having fun. Even I could hear you from the outside."
"No, I didn't. I'm a princess and the saintess! It's very much indecent for someone like me to smell the scent of men."
Yeah, right. I wasn't going to make fun of you, but now that you're denying it, I'm very tempted to do so.
