The Male Beastmen serving in the study were filled with envy. 'The noble female of the Brent family is so thoughtful and gentle. If she were the Queen, the Empire's royal couple would have been in harmony long ago.'
Martha Brent had dressed up specially for the occasion tonight, a stark contrast to her usual gentle, dignified, and stately image. She wore an ensemble of pomegranate-red sheer gauze, consisting of a tube top and a half-skirt that exposed her fair neck, collarbones, shoulders, and waist, while offering tantalizing glimpses of her long, slender thighs. Her figure was voluptuous and curvy, and the outfit was accented with gold, silver, pearls, and kingfisher-feather jewelry, lending her delicate features a richer, more bewitching and seductive allure.
She had also entered her fertile period, and her body was emitting a unique, alluring scent.
The breathing of the few single Male Beasts in the hall grew noticeably heavier.
