Saintess Iris Fairchild.
Aside from her somewhat abnormal sexual preference for wanting to be thoroughly subdued and subjugated by the man she liked, she was not only perfectly normal and ordinary, but an exceedingly ethical person.
She hadn’t been chosen as a Saintess for nothing.
…It feels like I left out something I shouldn’t have, but let’s move on for now.
She hadn’t been chosen as a Saintess for nothing.
Anyway.
When Iris, with her perfectly normal ethical values, visited the handsome young lord she’d met yesterday, she was greeted by a woman dressed in something scarcely different from a naked apron.
“Welcome. If you’re looking for Gilliam, he’s still resting in bed.”
And with a distinctly hostile air toward Iris.
‘Is she used to situations like this?’...
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