Really helpless.
If she spent a week not looking at Sikder, just listening to his voice and interacting with him, she would feel like it was her Sigrid.
"Mmm, sister, you really smell so good."
Sigrid savored the scent, drowsily almost falling asleep again.
It feels like being carried on mom's back to sleep.
If it were that unique floral fragrance she had smelled during the Blood Moon Bad World Era, she would definitely be sure it was Calila.
"How are you even more perverted than Lanci!"
Talia couldn't hold back, she asked Sikder in amazement, Lanci was much more restrained than Sikder.
"Oh? What has he done to you?"
Sigrid suddenly sobered up a bit and asked Talia.
Although she had to admit the Saint Heir had taste, now she somewhat wanted to punish the Saint Heir.
"No, nothing."
Talia hung her head down.
If Lanci dared to hold her from behind and sniff her like that, then she, then she...
Talia dared not think further.
