Leonor's mind returned to the books she read where, whenever fellatio was mentioned, it was called dirty despite everyone in the books participating in the act. You had to bathe first, you had to be uncomfortable to perform it correctly, and it was the lowest someone could make themselves for another person.
Considering that was Letizia's solid evidence for how to save a marriage, Leonor didn't know what to say.
The puritan culture was embedded inside of her. The conversation was the most shocking thing she had openly heard someone talk about. Reading it already felt taboo, yet it was being presented to her in such a crass way.
"I believe I will have to think about this further, my lady," Leonor admitted.
However, she turned towards the marchioness only to find her passed out and breathing heavily on one of the large pillows that sat next to her on the couch.
"Oh, dear," Leonor uttered, not knowing what to do at that point.
