It was a dead-end alley, the far end of a cliff.
Louise had no choice but to do this.
Or because I have to marry a paedophile in a week.
“Lord, you must exercise the right of night!”
I must be committed today.
To Cesare, the only lord of the countryside.
“Wait, why are you taking your clothes off?”
“Well, that usually requires taking off your clothes to have a relationship, right?”
The Lord likes not to take off his clothes.
It seems that he was a pervert who learned more than she expected.
That moment when I wanted to cry a little.
Chilling, zinging, zinging.
Three silver coins fell into the palm of my hand.
“Why are you giving this to me?”
“Didn’t it say that rejection was two silver coins?”
… … I will turn
“Ah, one of my congratulations.”
“no. I’ll take that blessing with my body. Lord. “