Sophia bolted through the hallway of the dormitory, hurried down the stairs, reached the third floor, and entered her room as fast as she could.
"I-I just saw something forbidden," she gasped, slamming the door behind her, her chest rising and falling after the fastest run of her life.
Her knees slowly bent as she sank onto the floor, the image of what she had just witnessed resurfacing in her mind.
Vlad, tied up by vines. His shirt torn open and a bra placed on his head like a crown, while Seraphina sat on his lap commandingly.
"I-I only heard that high nobles have some unique preferences," she murmured, her face slowly turning red. "But I never knew Lady Seraphina was also such a person."
Her hand rose to her mouth in a gasp as she began imagining what might have happened in the room.
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"You lowly slave," Seraphina whipped Vlad, who was tied down to the bed, shirtless. "Tell me who is your master?"
