Mira approaches the golden throne and looks at Lucien with a sorry expression before speaking to Kamala disapprovingly. "They are busy, so don't disturb them now, my dear."
"But, mom…" Kamala clearly doesn't want to leave Lucien's lap, as does Lust.
"Lucien..." Mira's sorry expression got even sadder. "Sorry that Kamala is so spoiled… that it's my fault for not being more severe with her."
"Hahaha…" Lust starts to laugh, leaving Mira confused. "No matter how much you spoiled your daughter, Lucien will spoil her even more, just as he spoils all his wives."
"..." Mira looks at Lucien, and he smiles at her, not denying Lust's words. She doesn't know what to think, but Kamala smiles, happy as she brings the golden apple to Lucien's mouth for him to bite it while caressing her.
After he bites the apple, Kamala looks at the mysterious sheets on the throne's arm. "What is it?"