Elsa woke up, and it was already midday.
"Awake?" John's voice came from beside her.
"Ah!" she gasped, startled and embarrassed. Quickly, she used her wings to cover her naked body, lowering her head, her face flushed with a deep red.
John, feeling a surge of desire again, started making moves.
"Master, please no, I haven't recovered yet..." she quickly begged for mercy.
But John ignored her, letting his hands slip under her wings, caressing her bare skin.
"Master, stop," Elsa said, her tone suddenly serious as she gently pushed him away. "There's something important I need to tell you."
Seeing that she was serious, John paused, curiosity piqued. "What is it?"
Elsa sighed with relief and looked uneasy. "Master, I think I may have caused you trouble."
John, not sensing any immediate danger, looked confused. "Explain."
