The First Letter (50)

Delphine's naked body was on display, illuminated by the moonlight.

Her skin was flawless, without a single blemish. Her feminine form traced smooth, unadorned curves and was beautiful as though carved into a statue. Even her springy breasts, just large enough to spill over when clasped in one hand, and the intimate parts that should not be shown to anyone but someone precious to her...

It was all exposed. Ian was even more flustered than Delphine.

Unlike Delphine, who had frozen at the sudden situation, Ian blankly admired her naked body, then soon faltered and backed away.

He instinctively sheathed his sword. Ian waved both hands in denial.

“Ah, n-no… I-I mean, Senior Delphine, this is……”

Then came a knock, knock at the door, followed by a woman's voice.

“Lady Delphine Yurdina, I heard that there was a commotion in your room. Might I come in?”

Delphine, uncharacteristically startled, flinched. Instinctively lowering the hand holding her dagger, she hurriedly tried to deny it.

“Ah, no… i-it's f-fine… ngh?!”...