"Mmh. You're ever colorful, Alexander, dear. Lovely descriptive vocabulary. One wonders where you learned such naughty language," Phoenix gave a short laugh. Though she couldn't see him, she could imagine his expression.
It made her shiver.
Alexander, for his part, simply made a soft snort. "As if the royal concubine's ears are more innocent?"
"Hmm. Well. Perhaps." Phoenix hummed, as flippant as ever, as if he were discussing something far more mundane and uninteresting than...
Well.
In her opinion, the subject at hand was anything but mundane. Or boring.
"I simply suggested we overwhelm our lovely wife's senses so thoroughly she doesn't remember how to speak at all~"
He giggled. The devil. The absolute devil.
The sweet, almost feminine, carefree laughter sounded odd coming out of his mouth, a perfect counterpoint to the salacious suggestion that his words carried.
You may note Isabelle guessed right before Alexander claimed otherwise. Alex is a tool (and a tease).
Anyway, I fully intended this to be the final chapter of the scene, but then it ended up over 2000 words, so. Guess we're getting one more chapter of this intermission.