Kapitel 95: Ignatius Nerva (1)

After dinner, we move to the sofa and continue talking from there.

My small actions seem to have an effect, but Ignis bears it all without losing control. His arms surround me, making me lean my head on his chest, but he doesn't try removing my clothes or touching me more.

He's more interested in hearing what I've been through than checking if my body still recognises him.

As a lady, how can I even think of making the first move? He's the one that has to initiate contact.

But it's frustrating. When is he going to wake up? We've been talking forever.

«Is this the King's personal room?» I inquire.

«Yes, it is. Here, discussions can't be heard, and interactions can't be seen. It's a safe room.»

«Oh, nice...»

And he brought me here just to listen to trivialities?

«If no one can hear or see, then we should take the chance to...» I start.

My words are interrupted by a sweet kiss.