"..."
A trace of fear mingled with infatuation flashed in his eyes as the young man lifted his head to look at Lady Mandel, but he remained silent.
"Ohoho, I forgot, I had previously commanded him not to speak when outsiders are present—my little pet, you can speak now. Tell my esteemed guest, how do I usually treat you?"
With her delicate hand cloaked in black lace gloves gracefully covering her mouth, Lady Mandel gave her order with a seductively charming smile.
"Very... very well, to become a servant of Lady Bomona is the greatest fortune of my life."
Upon receiving Lady Mandel's command, the boy kneeling on the ground quickly responded.
"Hehe, good boy. Tonight, your sister will give you your favorite 'reward'."
Lady Mandel giggled in satisfaction at the boy's reaction, bringing her toes wrapped in black fishnet stockings to the boy's lips, which he kissed with an almost devout expression.
"I am not interested in your personal predilections, Lady Mandel."
