Harem Ethics 101

112. Dinner is Ready

After Saelia and I returned to Lysandra’s glade, the angelic woman had offered to wash me clean of the flame kroll’s remains herself. It had only been through the promise I made to the warden to not get handsy with Lysandra until she had sex with her – and the prospect of lavish sexual rewards – that I’d been able to resist.

She’d ground her teeth with frustration when I’d politely flirted with her while maintaining a look, don’t touch policy, but eventually she showed me how to fill the bathing pool.

Scowling, Lysandra knelt next to the edge of the bathing pool. The slap of her palm against the ring of blue encircling the magical hot tub bounced around the room.

“Will it to fill and it will,” she muttered.

At her words, water flowed from the holes in the walls of the bathing pool, light steam coming off the streams.

“Yeah, that seems to be how everything works in this world,” I said with a chuckle.

She rose to her feet and glared at me. Then without waiting for a response, s