The heat was unbearable, a searing fire coursing through Argider's veins. Desperation drove him from the maid's lingering gaze, her confused expression burned into his memory. He fled down the hallway, pressing himself against the cool stone wall in a futile attempt to extinguish the inferno consuming him. Shame gnawed at him, more suffocating than the heat itself. To think she'd seen... that. He squeezed his eyes shut, willing the moment away, praying no one else would stumble upon him.
— [Psychosexual Trial Quest]
— [Description: Connect With Your Wives Emotionally]
— [Time Remaining: 3 days]
Huh? Connect with them emotionally? What was that supposed to mean? Argider frowned, confused. Hadn't she already done that? Or at least... she thought she had. Was the system implying otherwise? How rude.
"Argider?"
The voice made his heart lurch. He turned, already knowing who it was.
Esmeralda.
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