"First of all… I really need to know why you're doing this, Countess Azalea…"
I took a deep breath as I observed Duke Archer, sound asleep on the bed.
Heck, he even still wearing his armor and sound asleep, his face flushed red like a drunk.
Right next to Duke Archer, Countess Azalea, dressed in red revealing lingerie that cupping her ample breasts, sat with her knees propped up on the bed.
Seeing Countess Azalea stare at me seductively made my heart race.
Damn, she really could bring even the craziest situations to a moment of sex.
"Ara… there's no need to rush, Baron Atreus… we still have plenty of time…" Countess Azalea said calmly and seductively.
"Then explain why you brought me here and gave Duke Archer a wine that… I don't know what...made him fall asleep like this… was it drugged wine?" I asked.
