''If there is a next time, just tie my corset a little loose,'' Lareina cut the demoness off before she held her hand and lifted her up, ''And a lighter dress. Then I would be able to escape on my own.''
''My Lady!" Rosie pouted at being teased like this.
The light atmosphere in the room dispersed when Azrael stepped through the door, his face tense.
He dismissed Rosie and walked towards the bed.
Lareina looked up at the man with a frown but feeling the dress slipping off her shoulder, she tensed. She pulled up the sheets and wrapped them around her body, with only her head peeking out of it.
Azrael averted his gaze, ''Do you need me to step out for a moment?"
''I am decent, Your Highness. You can state the cause of your visit.''
