Lucivar was still half-asleep, last night's sleep was one of the best he had ever had recently.
He dreamed of Callista leading him into a room filled with towering piles of gold coins, it was a pleasant dream and the sensation of swimming in those piles was almost tangible, it was a surreal delight.
But, like all good things, the dream eventually came to an end.
It was because of the annoying knocking on the door.
As if being woken up early wasn't enough, the unsightly sight of Sabrina's face greeted him.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Hmm..."
Despite the questions, Sabrina kept glaring at him and hid her bosom with her arms.
"What kind of maid glared at her master early in the fucking morning?"
"I don't know, maybe because you fondled my chest the first thing in the morning?"
"When did I do that? Even if I did, it was an accident!"