Gramm's words sent a wave of shock and apprehension through the room.
Aware of the effect he had just produced, he raised a finger, silencing them before any of them could even open their mouths, then declared:
" I will grant each of you one question before we begin. "
A hesitant silence settled in. No one truly dared to speak, until Ronel raised her hand, without the slightest enthusiasm.
" Who dressed me? I was far more undressed than I am now. "
(" Seriously… is this girl insane? At a moment like this, that's what she's thinking about. ") Sirius complained inwardly.
Yet, to his surprise, the other girls also seemed eager to hear the answer.
" A woman took care of dressing you, " Gramm replied curtly.
Then, noticing the expressions wavering between joy and embarrassment on the boys' faces, he immediately added:
" And a man for you. "
The tension dropped slightly. Gramm genuinely seemed willing to answer their questions.
It was Fidri's turn to speak.
