Arnold's POV
I take a deep breath and look at my reflection in the mirror. I just got out of the bathtub and finished my bath.
I am getting nervous, which isn't me. I went out and saw my fiancée, sitting on the edge of my bed.
I am supposed to come out wearing a towel on my waist, but I realize one thing. She is already tired of preparing for that dinner and other stuff.
She needs to rest. I was wearing my sleeping clothes and bringing her sleeping clothes as well. She blinks and looks at the clothes.
"You want to sleep? I already made a promise, right?" she stated.
I sit next to her and look at her beautiful maid outfit. I smiled and looked at her gently.
"I know you are tired from preparing that dinner. I am not that sexually driven person. I value your health and welfare, my countess."
Her expression softens. She wraps her hands around my arms and leans her head on my shoulder.
