The maid quietly stepped out of the room.
The door closed behind her with a soft click.
And just like that, it was only the two of us.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
I took a few steps closer while looking at the silver-haired dwarf woman sitting near the window.
Up close, she looked even better than the poster.
Her silver braid rested over her shoulder, and the red lingerie she wore hugged her figure perfectly. The fabric barely covered anything, but somehow she still carried herself like a noble instead of… well, a prostitute.
Then she slowly stood up.
Without saying anything, she walked toward the large bed in the middle of the room and sat down on the edge.
Her posture was elegant. Too elegant for someone working in a place like this.
I walked over and sat down beside her.
That's when I noticed the scent.
A soft fragrance lingered around her. Sweet, but not overwhelming. The kind of smell that makes you lean in without realizing it.
She looked at me quietly.
