Through the door stepped Nora and Anne, both obviously excited and in a hurry. They didn't seem surprised by the scene playing out on Erik's bed—rather, their excitement rose.
They stepped forward…
"Halt," a stern voice stopped them in their tracks. They turned in that direction and found Emma staring at them with narrowed eyes. "What are you doing here?"
Erik's two fingers hesitated, sending quick glances at each other and their master. Unfortunately, Erik was busy and spared them not even a glance. They pouted a little, but without conflicting orders from Erik, they didn't dare ignore one of his wives.
"Ehem," Nora muttered, clearly antsy to head towards the bed but turning to face Emma instead. "M— Mistress Elora is still dealing with the aftermath of your battle with Meilin," she quickly explained. "But she felt our Master's struggle and informed us, so that we could come and serve as his stress dolls!"
