"What the-"
Lucy frowned as she noticed Kel and Calix approaching.
"I thought I told you to keep your hands off her! Could you not even restrain yourself for one day?!"
Kel exchanged a quick look with the Emperor, both their faces red and breaths coming out in short bursts.
"Oh.. we were just sword training," she waved her hands, giving Lucy what she thought was a reassuring smile.
The woman scoffed and shook her head.
"Well, I'm certain one of you was training their sword," she muttered, raising her hands in defeat. "Your room is prepared, so please retire to bed now, Your Majesties."
"Thank you!" Kel beamed, immediately darting toward the building's entrance. "Good night!"
Her face grew even more red as she closed the door and leaned back against it, imagining how Calix must be holding back his laughter at her hasty escape.
How had an innocent sparring session ended in such vulgar behavior?
