Feeling the warm water flowing over her skin, Astrid closed her eyes, her long and thick eyelashes holding a few drops of water, her cheeks slightly flushed by the heat, her silver waist-length hair spread out on the water, barely covering the great scenery under the water.
Lyra swallowed a mouthful of saliva almost imperceptibly, her back against the wall of the bathtub, and the slightly cool tiles compared to the water temperature slightly dispelled the restlessness in her heart.
Although it was said to be a service... but no matter what...
She was indeed in the same bathtub with Princess Astrid, and in a state of undress.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the other's delicate and soft shoulders, the snow-like skin reflecting a charming luster under the light.
Even if she didn't look deliberately, Lyra could imagine the slender waist and pale legs under the water, and the girl's usually wrapped in light black stockings, white and delicate jade feet.
