The next morning…
Prince Vritra was relaxing on his sofa, sipping tea with his usual confident expression.
『Ahh~ what a lovely morning. There's an old saying that only a man with a clear conscience can truly appreciate the peaceful beauty of an early morning.』
He had Ghislaine position his chair so he could enjoy the view of the courtyard outside.
Though the young lord wasn't a pervert, he did appreciate watching the palace maids bend over, lifting their skirts as they worked.
Sometimes, the maids noticed his lingering eyes, and the more shameless ones would bend down even more, trying to show a bit more skin to charm him.
Moments like these made some of them wish they hadn't started their day wearing underwear.
