âIâm really sorry for coming suddenly. The clothes⌠I canât wear an overcoat indoors if itâs not a formal eventâŚâ Lily clasped the robe tightly.  His steps moved away and stopped somewhere behind her back.
âStop standing and come this way, Lily.â
Lily turned to the direction he was, entranced by his polite voice. She walked slowly forward.
After walking a few steps, the distance between them narrowed, and she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist, pulling her toward him.
âAh!â Surprised, she stumbled and held a hand out for support, landing on a firm thigh.
Lily stood between Vladâs legs as he sat on the desk.
His scent, familiar and strangely erotic, intoxicated her. She could feel his body heat as well, rescuing her from the cold just as a greenhouse protects the flowers within it.
It was the heat that left traces deep inside her every night.
Her body reacted first, back stiffening at the peculiar feeling.
His thick arms wrapped around Lilyâs waist as if reading her bodyâs signals. He leaned his forehead on her shoulder. ââŚIt seems like Iâm starting to become a fool because of you.â
The blood drained from Lilyâs face.
After all, Iâm not supposed to be hereâŚ
âBut, ironically, it doesnât feel bad.â
He had been so angry that his teeth were grinding a few seconds ago.
Now he could understand the stories of women causing ruin to cities.
Vlad hardened. As pale as if he had swallowed poison, he pushed Lily away slowly.
His touch wasnât strong at all, but Lily was pushed back a few steps like a sheet of paper.
ââŚVlad?â
He lifted Lily on the desk he was sitting on. Then he took a few steps away from her.
Lily, who sat quietly at his desk without knowing what was going on, raised her head in the direction that she thought he would be.
âNow tell me. What made you walk all the way here?â
He had regained his composure.
Lily lowered her head again and fiddled with her fingers. âThatâs⌠I was wondering if you could forgive my friend. Iâm not asking for a complete pardon. He has a fairly high position at the Isles so I thought it wouldnât be good⌠â Her voice grew smaller and smaller until her final words were barely a mumble.
Again, the answer that came back was silence.
There was only a deep sigh, as if trying to suppress emotion.
Lily, too, thought he must have known everything that had happened.
âWhy should I do that?â
As Lily hesitated, his sharp voice continued again.
âHe is a felon who insulted my wife and I, even laying his hands on you. Why should I forgive him when his limbs should be tied to horses for him to be torn to death?â
Lilyâs face turned blue. She sprang up from the desk and walked towards him. âIâll apologize to you for him. Iâll ask him to apologize to you as well. It must not have been his true intentions.â
âWhy would you?â
Lily stopped walking.
What do you mean, why?
âWhy do you, who should be accusing him, keep covering for him all the time?â
âIâm fine. Iâve just been grabbed by the shoulder and nothing big has happened⌠Iâm just worried since heâs my friendâŚâ
âFriend.â He laughed out loud. âI think that man has a different opinion from you.â
âWhatâŚ?â
âEven if there is no difference in status, it is difficult to call a man who bullies and bruises a woman a friend. Go back to your room if you have nothing more to say.â
Lily grabbed him in a hurry. She had an instinctive hunch that the conversation should not end like this. âI understand that it is the duty of a knight to protect the honor of the lady. As the lord, you have to punish him⌠Iâm sorry to ask you knowing itâs unreasonable, VladâŚâ
Vlad wavered at her trembling voice.
âIf youâre angry with me, Iâm okay. If youâre thinking about your honor as a lord or knight, Iâll tell everyone itâs my fault. Iâm like family with him, so itâs okayâŚâ
âAre you serious?â He strode aggressively toward Lily.
Lily stepped backwards until she was blocked by the desk. He slipped his arms on either side of her.
She was completely trapped between him and the desk.
âYou donât know what you think of your husband⌠And itâs okay for your family to exclude you. Is that really what you mean?â
Lilyâs eyelashes shook, hidden under the black cloth. The conversation was moving in a strange way.
She couldnât understand what he was referring to. Lily lowered her head as if avoiding him and nodded. âIf thatâs what youâre curious about⌠Iâm really fine. It doesnât matter at all.â
ââŚDamn it.â He cursed and placed Lily on the desk with his rough hands.
âAh, VladâŚ!â
His voice felt like a punishment.
âYou must learn about yourself.â A firm hand grabbed Lilyâs knee and spread her legs wide. âYou donât even seem to know what you donât like, so letâs get to know what you like first.â