Chapitre 44: Scene XLIV

The wetness inflicted excessive noise in their silence. Even when no movement from their bodies was ongoing... Tiny sounds of the liquid containing them resounded in their calm chamber.

Both lords were blankly in ponder. And only he was who caused light waves when simply finding more places to rest on her nape.

"... Your fur. Is it cleansed differently?" — Unpredictably, he asked. Inhaling her fragrance once again to ask in relaxed tone.

To his sudden question, Ewelina blinked and softened her brows, for his voice caused the tension filling her chest to lighten. Finally turning to meet the eye of the man... to respond sweetly, within bashfulness.

"... I do not believe it is cleansed differently..."

"But its shape is different."

The man had taken a strand of hers to stare alongside its owner, tightening her in his arms as they conversed.

"... How does husband cleanse his hair?"

"I soak it well enough."