"That's right, Xiao Ai."
Westheid was very pleased by this. He stroked the girl's soft golden hair and nuzzled her delicate cheek. Ailorus enjoyed this immensely; the Elf Lolita was like a little kitten, actively nuzzling him back.
The two then naturally cuddled up together. For the Elf Lolita, who had never even been kissed, nuzzling, hugging, lap pillows, and whispered sweet nothings were her limit, but just this was enough to satisfy her.
Ailorus could also clearly sense that the man had no intention of taking things further. Based on her observations, Duke Qinghui's preference was indeed for beautiful girls with mature figures.
'Sigh, woe is me, for you were born before I was, and I was born... wait, I think I'm actually older. Never mind then.'
Pursing her lips, Ailorus hatched a plan.
"Faticia!"
The Wind Law Queen suddenly called for her trusted attendant. The beautiful, purple-haired Elf immediately stepped forward and answered:
"I am here, Your Majesty."
