Late into the night, Kaiser was in the guest room assigned to visitors, absorbed in writing a report on his county. The silence was disturbed only by the regular scratching of his quill on the paper. Suddenly, a discreet sound interrupted his concentration... someone was knocking at his door.
*Knock. Knock. Knock.*
He set down his quill, rose with a certain weariness, and headed to the entrance. When he opened it, he found Dyana on the threshold, dressed in a light red nightgown whose diaphanous texture hinted at the shapes of her body.
'Wow! So fast? Is she that mentally broken?'
She wore no bra, and her breasts, visibly bare beneath the fabric, drew clear outlines in the dimness of the corridor. Kaiser remained silent for a moment, surprised by her presence and her attire.
"May I come in?" Dyana asked in a low voice.
Kaiser took a few seconds to reply, as if emerging from a distant thought. "Ah… yes, of course," he finally agreed, pulling himself together.
