Walter slowly closed and then opened his eyes. Edith could sense that he was suppressing an impulse.

Perhaps he wanted to ask why she had suddenly come to tempt him late at night.

Just as he was about to speak, Edith approached him first and kissed him.

Her action was nothing more than a light touch of lips on lips, but it sent a shiver down his spine.

Walter’s patience crumbled like a sandcastle before the waves in the face of her bold move.
“If you desire.”

He responded with a voice that seemed to have been waiting only for this moment, speaking softly as he removed his robe. His bronzed skin was revealed in an instant.

Edith, gazing at his bare upper body illuminated by the moonlight, swallowed dryly.

As she beheld his sensuous, muscular physique like that of a beast, something akin to a spell-breaking incantation hidden beneath his cloak began to gradually fade from her mind.
Now she wanted him as well. She desired to leave her mark in the deepest recesses of his heart.

“As you wish, Walter.”

“Madam has granted permission for everything.”

“Don’t call me madam.”

Edith caressed his cheek with her fingertips as if handling the most precious thing in the world.

Then, as she looked into his eyes, she spoke. Before parting ways, there was something she desperately wanted to hear in his voice.

“Call me by my name.”
Seeing her smile and hearing her request, Walter felt the last remaining shreds of his restraint slipping away.

“……Edith.”

As he softly uttered her name, it felt as though Edith had fallen into an unknown world. Her heart raced, and her face flushed with heat.

Walter gently cupped her cheek with one hand and lowered his head, his lips seeking hers.
The lips that he had always gazed at from afar turned out to be even softer than he had imagined. Seeing Edith tremble and clutch his shoulders, he realized she might be more sensitive than he thought.

As he continued to kiss her, teasing each nerve in her lips, he soon lifted her into his arms.

Watching Edith’s long, blonde hair tousle on his own bed made his blood boil.

“I thought of you every night here before falling asleep, Edith.”
It wasn’t just thoughts. He had done some impure things while thinking of Madam.

Edith looked up at his heavily scented presence and lustrous green eyes inside the room, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Walter momentarily hesitated at her natural movement, but soon a satisfied smile crossed his face.

She was moving as he had taught her when he was deceiving himself.
A warm breath scattered over her body. Edith closed her eyes, feeling his movements in great detail.

Whenever his calloused hands, honed by swordsmanship, brushed over her skin, her body twitched involuntarily.

His touch made her chin rise on its own, and a sensation of fire ignited along every previously unnoticed nerve in her body.

“Walter…”

When she called his name, a dizzying voice, unlike any she had ever heard before, escaped her lips.
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Walter, savoring her skin as if gently melting it, felt satisfied upon hearing his name in her delighted voice.

Walter leaned in closer, eager to delve deeper into her.

Edith’s hand, which had been caressing his back, gradually tensed.

Edith, who had fallen asleep in exhaustion, suddenly awoke, feeling a weight pressing on her body.

“…What time is it?”
Before drifting into a near-unconscious slumber, Edith confirmed that she had shared her warmth with him for about three hours longer than she had anticipated.

Nevertheless, she had no strength left to even move a finger and fell asleep just like that.

“I must be crazy, Edith.”

Though it seemed she had only been asleep for a short while, perhaps just a few dozen minutes, her body felt remarkably refreshed, as if she had enjoyed a deep sleep.
In her view, all she could see was his broad and sturdy chest. Edith was quite tall herself, but Walter’s physique was so different that she fit snugly against him.

His muscular arms, built with strength, were quite heavy, and the thick blanket that Walter had wrapped around them was also substantial.

Even with the blanket covering them so generously, he held her close as if afraid she might get chilled in the cool air.
When he gently stroked her head with a languid touch, her body tensed as if remembering the events of a few hours ago.

Rather than pushing her away once again, Walter asked in a low, hoarse voice, “Have there been any changes in your feelings, or did you just suddenly desire this?”

He was questioning the reason for her unexpected visit to his place.
Edith wished that time could freeze in its current state, but sadly, any further delay seemed like it would only kindle a storm.

“Walter, would you like to step outside for a moment?”

Before she could even attempt to rise, she bit her own lip in response to an unfamiliar ache she had never felt before.