Lucious, who had been watching the entire exchange in stunned silence, cleared his throat awkwardly. "Umm...I did try to warn you." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "My master...He’s, uh, very...enthusiastic. About...things."
Julie sighed again, her hand gently petting Aisha’s head as the flustered kitten clung to her side, still muttering incoherently about her ’tainted mind’.
"There, there..." Julie murmured, her tone soothing but tinged with faint exasperation. "You’ll be fine, Aisha. Deep breaths." Aisha let out a pitiful whimper but relaxed slightly under the comforting touch, her puffed-up tail slowly starting to deflate.
After a moment, Julie’s gaze shifted to Lucious, who was still standing there, awkwardly fidgeting with his sleeves. She studied him for a beat, her brow furrowing as she processed everything she’d just heard from Skadi’s naive ramblings to Aisha’s mortified outburst.
"Lucious..." She finally said, her voice steady but carrying a note of incredulity. "I get that your master’s...enthusiastic, as you put it. But even still that many women? Isn’t that a little excessive?" She hesitated, then added, her tone turning faintly awkward. "I mean...can he even handle that many?"
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Before Lucious could respond, Aisha lifted her head from Julie’s side, her face still flushed but her amber eyes sharp with a mix of disbelief and reluctant fascination.
"That’s what I thought at first too!" She blurted, her voice rising as she waved a hand dramatically. "I figured, okay, maybe he’s just playing around with two or three of them, right? The rest are probably just...I don’t know, watching or something, waiting their turn!"
"...But no—Nope! He’s thoroughly playing with all of them, Captain! Every single one! I heard it—multiple voices moaning at the same time, overlapping like some kind of...of lewd choir!" She shuddered, her ears twitching again. "He’s not leaving a single one behind—it’s insane!"
Julie’s eyes widened slightly, a faint flush creeping up her neck as she absorbed Aisha’s words.
She’d assumed Cassius was simply indulging himself, wallowing in selfish excess as the clock ticked down on their lives.
But this?...The idea that he was not only managing but excelling with a dozen women at once—it caught her off guard. She cleared her throat, trying to mask her surprise. "That’s...unexpected." She muttered, her voice a little tighter than usual.
Lucious, sensing the shift in the conversation, rubbed the back of his neck again and offered a sheepish nod. "Well, uh...yes." He said, his tone almost apologetic. "My master’s...particularly strong when it comes to these sorts of...activities."
"He’s got stamina that’s frankly unnatural. I mean, he can go for days without a break—honestly, it’s exhausting just standing guard outside." He winced slightly, as if recalling a memory he’d rather forget. "One time, he was in there from dawn to dusk, and the noises just...kept leaking out. All day. Nonstop. I had to rotate shifts with another maid just to get a break from it."
Julie’s flush deepened, her imagination unwillingly conjuring an image of Cassius’s relentless endurance. She then shook her head quickly, trying to dispel the thought, but it lingered like an unwelcome guest.
"Days?" She echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. "That’s...I don’t even know what to say to that."
Lucious nodded solemnly, as if this were a perfectly normal topic of discussion. "Oh, it’s true. And here’s the thing—it’s not even for his sake, that he has so many partners at once...It’s for the poor maids."
He paused, letting that sink in as Julie and Aisha both stared at him, dumbfounded.
"If it were just one or two of them...Well, they’d break. Completely collapse under the, uh...intensity of it all. Several of them have had to spend days in bed afterward, too weak to even stand. Their legs were like jelly—couldn’t walk for days."
Julie’s face went from flushed to outright crimson, her stoic composure cracking as she processed the sheer absurdity of it.
Aisha, meanwhile, swayed slightly, her dizziness returning full force. She clutched Julie’s arm tighter, her voice a faint, horrified whisper. "He...He breaks them? With...that? Oh god, I think I’m gonna pass out."
Lucious pressed on, seemingly oblivious to the havoc he was wreaking on their mental states.
"That’s why he always has so many maids with him—it’s a necessity, really. Spreads the...workload, I suppose you could say. And today, well..." He hesitated, his eyes flickering between Julie, Aisha, and Skadi with a trace of reluctance. "He actually asked for more maids than usual. Said he was particularly worked up after, uh...seeing you all earlier. But with the party and the knights running wild, we were short-staffed. Only so many could go in with him tonight."
Aisha’s jaw dropped, and she buried her face fully into Julie’s chest, her muffled voice rising in a frantic wail.
"He’s such a pervert! An absolute degenerate! Worked up after seeing us?! What’s that even supposed to mean?! I knew he was bad, but this this is next-level depravity!" Her tail lashed wildly behind her, her embarrassment and outrage warring for dominance.
Julie stood there, one arm still awkwardly around Aisha as she tried to process it all. Her mind spun, grappling with the image of Cassius as some insatiable incarnate of lust a man whose appetites apparently knew no bounds.
"An incarnate of lust." She muttered under her breath, almost to herself. "Just how far does this go? Is there even a limit to him?"
Her flush lingered, her usual calm replaced by a rare, flustered uncertainty as she glanced at the closed door, where the sounds still echoed faintly.
Skadi, who’d been listening with wide-eyed curiosity, piped up cheerfully. "Wow, he’s really strong, huh? Like, breaking-maids strong! That’s kinda cool! Maybe he’s secretly a wrestling god too!" She grinned, completely missing the point as usual.
Aisha whipped her head around, her face still buried half in Julie’s shirt. "Skadi, shut up! This isn’t great—it’s horrifying! Stop making it sound like some heroic feat!"
Julie exhaled sharply, rubbing her temple with her free hand. "Enough." She said, her voice firm but strained. "Both of you. Lucious..." She fixed him with a look that was equal parts exasperation and disbelief. "...I don’t even know where to start with this. Your master’s...something else. I’ll give him that."
Lucious gave a weak, awkward chuckle. "He’s...unique, I’ll admit. But like I said he’ll still come through for you. This doesn’t change that."
Aisha peeked up at Julie, her voice small and trembling. "Captain, tell me we’re not trusting our lives to a lust-crazed maniac...Please."
Julie sighed again, her blush fading as she forced herself back into captain mode.
"We don’t have a choice, Aisha. Lucious swears by him, Isabelle believes in him, and he promised us. That’s what we’re banking on—not...whatever’s happening in there." She gestured vaguely at the door, her lips pressing into a thin line.
Skadi tilted her head, still smiling. "I bet he’d be fun to wrestle, though. All that energy!"
Aisha groaned loudly, burying her face back in Julie’s chest. "I hate everything about this night."
Julie just shook her head, steering them all down the corridor once more. "Let’s go. Before I lose what’s left of my sanity."
Seeing this Lucious sighed quietly, clearly relieved to escape the conversation, while Julie silently wondered just what kind of man they’d pinned their hopes on—and whether his stamina for this was any indication of his ability to save them all.
Julie then grabbed a ahold of Skadi and tightened her grip on her hand, her fingers curling around the wolf girl’s wrist as if she feared she’d dart off into the chaos of the mansion if left unsupervised.
Skadi’s boundless energy and naivety were a liability in a place like this, and Julie wasn’t taking any chances.
With her other arm, she steadied Aisha, who was still clinging to her side, her cheeks flushed a vivid red and her feline ears pressed flat against her head in lingering embarrassment.
The then trio began to move down the corridor, Julie practically dragging them along as she tried to put distance between them and the scandalous scene they’d left behind.
But before they got too far, Julie paused and glanced back at Lucious, who stood awkwardly by the door, his face still tinged with discomfort.
"Lucious..." She called, her voice firm despite the exhaustion creeping into it. "Don’t let any of my knights wander over here and see or hear—this mess. I don’t want them losing faith in their new master over...whatever this is." She gestured vaguely toward the door, where the muffled sounds of Cassius’s ’enthusiasm’ still leaked out.
Lucious straightened up, nodding quickly. "Of course, Miss Julie. I’ll keep them away. No one else needs to...experience this." He gave a weak, resigned sigh, then resumed his post, his shoulders slumping as the noises continued to filter through the wood.
His expression was one of pure, resigned embarrassment, as if he’d long since accepted this as part of his lot in life.
Satisfied, Julie turned back and resumed walking, guiding Skadi and Aisha down the polished hallway.
The air grew quieter the farther they got from Cassius’s room, though the tension between the three of them lingered.
Skadi, still oblivious to the gravity of the earlier conversation, glanced over at Aisha with a bright, mischievous grin. "Hey, Aisha." She chirped, her tail swishing playfully. "Why’s your face all red like a cherry? You look so tasty—I kinda wanna take a bite out of you!" She leaned closer, her sharp teeth glinting as she playfully snapped at the air near Aisha’s cheek.
Aisha yelped, shoving Skadi away with both hands.
"Get off me, you mangy mutt!" She snapped, her flush deepening as she swatted at the Fenrir girl. "Try biting me, and I’ll break your teeth—I swear it! Keep your weird dog habits to yourself!"
Skadi giggled, undeterred, and lunged forward again, her tail wagging like she was playing a game. "Aw, come on, just a little nibble! You’re so squishy and cute when you’re mad!" She dodged Aisha’s flailing hands, clearly enjoying herself.
Julie, still holding both of them, let out a long suffering sigh and didn’t intervene. As long as they were within her grasp, she didn’t care what nonsense they got up to—she just needed to get them out of this hallway and somewhere sane.
"Keep it together, you two." She muttered under her breath, her tone more resigned than commanding. "I’ve got enough to deal with."
But just as Skadi was about to make another playful lunge at Aisha, her ears suddenly perked up, standing tall and alert.
And then she froze mid-step, her playful demeanor vanishing in an instant. The abrupt halt yanked Julie’s arm, and Aisha stumbled slightly, both of them turning to look at Skadi with matching expressions of confusion.
"What now?" Aisha grumbled, rubbing her arm where she’d bumped into Julie. "Don’t tell me you’ve found another room full of people ’wrestling’, because I swear, Skadi, I’ll lose it."
Julie’s brow furrowed, her grip tightening slightly on Skadi’s hand as she studied her left hand man’s face. "Yeah, what’s going on?" She asked, her voice wary.
She half-expected another absurd declaration about Cassius’s antics, but something about Skadi’s sudden stillness set her on edge.
To their surprise, Skadi didn’t respond with her usual carefree cheer. Instead, her silver eyes narrowed, her expression shifting into something solemn—almost grim.
She tilted her head slightly, her nose twitching as she sniffed the air with a focused intensity. The playful spark was gone, replaced by a razor-sharp alertness that made the hairs on Julie’s neck stand up.
"Skadi..." Julie said slowly, her voice low and cautious. "What’s wrong?"
Skadi turned to her, her gaze heavy and uncharacteristically serious.
"Blood..." She suddenly said, her voice quiet but firm, carrying a weight that sent a chill down Julie’s spine. "I smell blood nearby."
Julie stiffened, her free hand instinctively drifting toward her sword hilt. Aisha’s ears flicked up, her earlier embarrassment forgotten as she caught the shift in tone.
"Blood?" Aisha echoed, her voice sharp with sudden alertness. "What do you mean, blood?"
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Skadi’s eyes didn’t waver, her nose still twitching as she took another deep inhale. "Not just a little." She continued, her words slow and deliberate. "A lot of it. Like...Like enough blood to soak a battlefield was contained in a room and you could literally see the red mist of the blood floating up because of how potent it is."
She turned her head slightly, her ears swiveling as if trying to pinpoint the source.
"...And it’s close. Really close."