Cien could swear to it.
Though it was merely a life of barely twenty years or so, she had never felt a greater threat to her chastity than this. Even including the future that hadn’t come yet, it was the same.
Because, the girl would lose her purity today.
Honestly speaking, it wasn’t bad. No, rather, it was no exaggeration to say it was ‘what she had hoped for.’
Wasn’t the reason she wore provocative underwear unlike usual just that? As she mentioned briefly when they met, Cien had planned to express a special ‘gratitude’ to Ian.
In a room illuminated by subtle lighting, just the two of them. Tilting one glass, two glasses of wine.
Then, if the atmosphere improved…
It was the kind of imagination a girl in love would commonly have. But dreams and reality always created a gap, so in fact, the princess’s first experience was about to take place in an unfamiliar workshop.
And under the influence of drugs at that!
Inwardly, she wondered if it was fine like this, as lewd thoughts raised their heads.
But Cien decided to squeeze out her last remaining pride.…