Karol, who just a second before was sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed and a defensive expression, opened her eyes wide.
She tried to move her legs to pull away from Ryan, but her body simply did not respond to her.
"I... I really haven't gotten used to this..." Karol murmured, her voice trembling as her arms fell heavily to her sides.
Beatrice let out a ragged sigh. Her face began to flush a deep red while her hands moved on their own accord toward the buttons of her own blouse.
"I agree with Karol. No matter how many times I have done this... it feels very strange not to be able to control my own body..."
"Ah!" the mage complained, even though her own hands were already unfastening her travel cloak and tossing it onto the wooden floor.
Ryan leaned back against the headboard of the bed, resting his hands behind his head. He watched the scene unfold as the debt collection began to show its effects.
