Capítulo 90: Sensual Cleaning*

Daphne's widened in horror. She didn't know exactly where she had touched to make him make a sound as such. 

That is, until she followed his gaze downward. A large bulge had formed at his crotch, and it pushed against his rather tight dress pants. 

Coupled with the drying berry juice, it must have been uncomfortably wedged in between layers of sticky fabric with no breathing room. 

"Do you want to change out of it? I'll turn around." Biting her lips, she tried to keep her cheeks from flushing a shade of cherry red. 

"Weren't you here to help me clean up as a symbol of our formal alliance?" 

If there was a hole in the ground, Daphne would have readily jumped in. "Yes?" Her voice trembled. 

"Then, what are you waiting for, Your Highness?" 

Daphne's heart felt like it was hanging on the tip of her throat. The cup of wine had made her senses slightly slurred, but she distinctly knew what her hands were doing.