"mMMPH!! mMMPHH!!! Mmmmphhhmpp!!!!"
Just as Vivianne settled on his lap, a muffled shout echoed throughout the room. Azaria looked at the woman beside the throne curiously.
Amelia was bound in some black ropes, like a woman about to roleplay bdsm. There was a rope tied around her mouth, her hands, and her legs.
Amelia shook her body intensely when she saw how close Vivianne was scooped up in his arms. She had already controlled herself to the extreme when she saw Azaria and Karma close to him. But this? There was no way her mind could bear such a spectacle.
But of course, everyone ignored her antics.
"Hmm, so where are we again?" Rahu spoke, ignoring the girl playing with his hair in his arms. Some women looked at her with jealousy; there was no way Rahu would be this lax with every other woman, especially Lucy, who huffed in annoyance when she saw the blatant favoritism on display.
"Master, we were discussing the Divine Sword Sect," Azaria spoke from behind.
