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You give her some more 'punishments' until she's satisfied enough to sleep. You're tempted to just cuddle there for the rest of the night, but you still had things to do and people to meet.
You start walking around the ship, finding your wives already asleep. The exception was Mel, whose room you swung by. You found her looking at the fae crystal.
"Hey there, Master. Can I ask you something for a sec?" She looks you over and gives you a smirk. "Hehe, Master, looks like you've had a good time with your first wife."
"Good eye as ever, Mel."
"It's not too hard to figure out." She says. You're pretty sure she's said that before.
Talk about her fae bloodline, and the powers that might come along it. The most impressive of these, that she felt like she could realistically do, would be flight.
You and Mel would keep talking about such things, and decided to have a bit of fun with her as well.
"Hehe... Master? So, you think I'm cute?" She looks at you with some lust and gives a pleasing wiggle. "Maybe you wanna do it still?"
She was wearing the same bloomers from this morning. So, you decided to indulge both of your desires until your beguile passes out from pleasure.
It was getting late at night and you entered the radio room where Rose was sleeping. She'd been patiently waiting for you, another book in hand.
"My gallant Master, how can this lowly slave of yours be of assistance?" She said. That whole 'gallant Master' bit was, to your current knowledge, also a reference to the book you wanted to talk about. But you can see that she's tired, so you'll keep this short.
"I wish to hear the reason why you wanted to get that story."
"Ah, I can assure you it's culturally relevant and highly informative on the historical state of Westphalian culture and politics."
"I didn't even mention what book I was talking about." You call her out with a smile. "But we both know what it's about, don't we, my darling Bandit?"
"... touche, Master." She returns your smile with a cute blush. "I suppose I like to fool myself into thinking that it's cultured." She has an uncharacteristically sentimental look on her face. "I'm not surprised you know more about me than I know about myself... you've probably already figured the story behind me and the book by now."
"It was given to you by a deceased relative, and it was one of the only books you had access to for a while, and you based your web-weaving personality both because of it and your Mastermind class." You were mostly just guessing, but from what you knew of her past and what you know of isekai tropes this seemed the most likely scenario.
"Quite right, Master." She gives you a vulnerable smile. "I truly doubt I could hide anything from you if I tried."
"Still, I'd like to hear it from your own mouth instead, madame. Your voice carries a beauty in it, and I wish to have my ears hear your schemes down to the finest details." You say with a flourish, massaging her shoulders. She sighs in relief.
