As I entered, a soft knock came at the door. Knowing who it was, I responded with a carefree tone.
"Come in."
Lady Yuan entered the room with practiced elegance, a bowl of water balanced in one hand, a towel draped over the other. She placed the bowl on the table with the kind of care most people reserved for holy relics, then bowed gracefully.
"Lord Cade… please let me tend to your wounds."
I sighed and stared at her helplessly. If I refused right now, we were just going to start another back and forth argument as we had been doing for the past few weeks. The woman was persistent. Infuriatingly so.
Lady Yuan was a deeply caring and affectionate person, unlike any other woman I had fucked before. Lira came close, but Lira wasn't openly affectionate the way this woman was. Lira's care came in sharp glances and practical gestures, easily dismissed as something else. Lady Yuan's care was… obvious.
