Warden woke up late to find June snuggled into his arms, her nightgown barely hanging on her shoulders with patches of kiss marks all over her rosy fair skin. She was sleeping soundly, but even the shot movents he made seed to alert her. Her long ears perked up, brows wrinkled, as she slowly opened her eyes.
"Morning, Beautiful," he said, and kissed her lips softly.
June blinked a couple of tis and rubbed her forehead. "You're a bad man," she said, gritting her teeth.
"What?" Warden shot her an incredulous look.
"You said you won't try anything," she said, heaving. "Then you said I need to help you once... how many tis was it again? My arms went stiff with that thing in my palms…"
Warden could only laugh awkwardly.
June snorted and rose from the bed.
"Well, sorry to impose on you," he said, rubbing his nose. "As an apology, I can help you with my hands, or better yet—"
"No," June said sharply, cutting him off. She straightened her gown and then her eyes found the marks left behind by all the fluid in her gown, bedsheet and blanket. The strong sll still remained sowhat, reddening her cheeks. As if to rectify her blush, she glared up at Warden. "Get up, I need to wash the bedsheet and blanket."
"Let do it," Warden insisted. "Since it was who imposed on you, let do the cleaning. You go take a bath first."
June stared for a good couple of seconds, looking suspicious. In response, Warden shot her his ideal innocent look.
"Fine," she said. "And from now on I'll think thrice before letting you do as you please."
Warden smiled. "You say that, but—"
He stopped finding her glaring at him. He coughed slightly as she hurried to the washroom. Warden smiled to himself and turned to face the soiled blanket and bedsheet. Even in his tunic and pants…
He wrapped the bedsheet and blanket quickly and shoved them into his subspace, thinking of washing them later. Perhaps framing them might even be right for a nto as proof of their first intimacy, but June would be unlikely to agree to that. Knowing her, she might set them on fire.
Chuckling to himself, he laid a new bedsheet and blanket, no signs of their heated passion of last night remaining anymore. Heh, Juen might not even see that one of her bedsheets and blankets went missing.
Stretching his limbs, he set himself to do so light exercise and prepare tea as he waited for June to finish up in the washroom.
At that very ti, the calling bell chid. Thinking June would still take a while, he scurried to welco the guest.
Opening the door, he found Kiara with her blonde hair tied in a ponytail, with the little bunny in her arms. She looked just as surprised as him to find him here.
"Sir Warden," she blurted, "what are you doing in Professor June's quarter?"
He opened his mouth to answer, but they remained hung open till the Little Cupcake jumped from her arms to him.
At least one of them is happy finding here, he thought, caressing the bunny's pristine fur.
"Co in," he coughed, welcoming them into the drawing room. "June's in the washroom, she'll be done in a minute."
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Kiara narrowed her eyes, studying him perceptively. The suspicious look didn't change, though she didn't ask any more questions.
"You're growing stronger, Lil'Cake," Warden said, holding the bunny aloft.
Cupcake squeaked in delight. Warden couldn't help but bring out a beast core from his recent dungeon dive and feed it to her.
"Sir Warden, you don't need to feed her," Kiara argued. "I already—"
"Oh shoot! I was brewing tea!" Without letting her complete her sentence, he scurried to the kitchen. Thankfully, the beverage wasn't ruined.
Warden served the tea in three cups after finishing. A thought crossed his mind as he looked at the bunny. "Do you want tea, Cupcake?"
The bunny squeaked.
"No?"
This ti, the bunny literally shook her head. She was growing more intelligent with ti.
Warden smiled and ca back into the drawing room with the tea in a plate. He served the tea to June's blonde ntee, as the suspicions in her eyes only grew. Now she had an icy glare in her look, probably thinking he was taking away her beloved ntor from her.
Warden cracked his lips into a slight laugh, as finally the ntor joined. She was in a new dress, but hadn't done her hair yet, which lay wet on her shoulders. Warden might have wanted to help her with that if there was no one else present with them, and June might even let him.
"Kiara, you're finally back," she said cheerily, and shot him a look. "I hope your father's mind is at ease after taking care of you over the week."
Warden served her the tea. "Extra sweet for you," he smiled.
June raised an eyebrow and slurped the tea, resting on the cough across Kiara.
"Professor June," Kiara greeted, standing up and bowing, which she clearly didn't do for him. Maybe because June was her ntor and their relationship was deep. And she didn't respect him. Well, definitely not after finding him here so early in the morning, even with all the goodwill he maintained by saving her life.
Yeah, she's definitely a brat, Warden thought.
"Unfortunately, Father is only at ease after sending a bodyguard to protect ," Kiara said with a sigh.
"A bodyguard?" June raised an eyebrow, sipping in the aromatic tea. "The academy allow this?"
"Unfortunately," the ntee said. "He has been on my tail throughout the way since father appointed him. I only managed to co here alone, saying Professor June did not alloy unfamiliar people, especially n loitering around her quarters."
She shot him a glare while saying that.
"Well, she did not," Warden laughed. "I'm rely a servant, she pitied."
This ti, both of the won glared up at him.
"It's a joke," he coughed. "Why are you won stuck up so early in the morning?"
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