Gulp~
Lynn quietly swallowed, watching the Elf Queen who bore a six or seven-tenths resemblance to Xiya, but whose charm and demeanor were entirely different. Even though he was reluctant to admit it, the feeling of being moved was undeniable.
Having played the Western fantasy game "Miracle" for so long, how could he not be tempted by the Elf Queen?
Admiring in immortal fiction the fairy-like maidens and divine women, admiring in fantasy novels the saintesses and empresses, and in fantasy, the Elf Queen, these are just standard practices. Anyone would feel the same...
"Oh, Your Majesty, I'm not the kind of person you're thinking of. Xiya isn't asleep, she's still watching..."
Although Lynn felt a bit stirred, almost uncontrollable, his wife beside him hadn't fallen asleep, how could he with her sister... Eh??
Just as Lynn was biting his teeth resisting temptation, Xiya, whom he used as a reason for refusal, let out steady snores from under the blanket.
