Gradually.
The maid's face turned rosy, her breath quickening!
The maid's body shifted, her head resting on Coleman's shoulder, as she gently said.
"Grand Duke, it's getting late, how about we serve you for your rest?"
Hearing the maid's words.
Coleman immediately withdrew his right hand that had slipped under the maid's robe.
Despite the maid's body becoming hot and feverish.
He smiled and declined, "Not today."
"Dr. Nadia Griffin specifically instructed that on this day every week, I must visit her office for a health diagnosis and recovery."
The faces of the two maids were filled with disappointment.
"So that's it, no wonder the Grand Duke is going for a bathing ritual."
Coleman nodded, responding, "Of course."
"Being diagnosed by the doctor is a dignified and serious matter, naturally, it calls for a bath."
Seeing the reluctant expressions of the two maids.
Coleman once again reached out his right hand, giving a slap on the maid's hot behind.
A crisp sound echoed in the bedroom.
Coleman grinned mischievously, "What? Just one night without sleeping with you two, and you look so disappointed?"
"Can't bear to be away from me?"
The maid who got slapped instantly turned beet red.
Her eyes filled with flickering and desire.
Coleman comforted, "Alright, alright, help me get dressed quickly."
"Don't delay Dr. Nadia's treatment time."
The two maids responded promptly and hurried to help Coleman dress.
A few minutes later.
Under the watchful eyes of the two maids, Coleman walked out of his bedroom.
He walked through corridors and down stairs.
Heading towards Dr. Nadia's diagnosis and treatment room on the first floor.
As he walked, Nadia's curvaceous figure appeared in Coleman's mind.
Unlike the two maids who tend to his daily needs and warm his bed.
The two maids were gentle and attentive, leaving no detail overlooked.
But Nadia Griffin was like a lotus, visible but out of reach!
Moreover, Nadia's status was somewhat special.
She was a doctor personally brought by Mitchell Carolin.
Which further filled Coleman with anticipation for Nadia.
More than what was within easy reach, he favored women who required effort and scheming to obtain.
Arriving on the castle's first floor.
Coleman headed straight to Nadia's diagnosis and treatment room.
Standing at the suite's door, Coleman extended his right hand and knocked on the wooden door.
Before he could speak to identify himself.
A calm voice from behind the door said from Nadia.
"The door's unlocked, come right in, Duke Coleman."
Coleman's eyebrow arched, as he pushed the double doors gently with both hands.
With a creaking sound, the wooden doors slowly opened under Coleman's push.
Only the sight of the room lit by a few oil lamps entered his eyes.
Coleman stepped into the suite, closing the doors he had just opened.
And he deftly latched the door, locking it from the inside.
Coleman turned, surveying the suite once again.
The light wasn't particularly bright.
On the contrary.
Several corners of the suite were outside the oil lamp's glow, shrouded in darkness.
Yet the contrast between light and dark gave Coleman a sense of a unique environment.
On the table, there were three candles on a candelabra.
The warm yellow light flickered continuously.
A palm-sized incense burner was burning at that moment.
A wisp of fragrance after another floated out continuously.
Coleman instinctively took a few sniffs.
The aroma was rich, with a hint of sweetness.
Coleman guessed correctly.
What was burning in the incense burner would be frankincense often used in religious ceremonies.
However.
Coleman looked around but did not see the figure he wanted to see in the suite's main hall.
He couldn't help but call out, "Dr. Nadia?"
Just as Coleman's voice fell.
The figure he'd been longing for stepped out from a nearby room.
Still wearing cascading black hair, draped over her fair shoulders.
Her coldly beautiful face, brows like distant mountains of ink.
Wearing a tight-fitting off-white robe.
It perfectly outlined her slender waist, amplifying her front and back curves.
Especially under the candlelight on the table, it accentuated her mysterious aura.
Seeing Nadia this way, Coleman couldn't help but swallow.
As one of the Three Great Dukes of the Karedi Empire.
It's said that no one but the Emperor of the Empire has a more exalted and noble status than him.
And because of this.
He had tasted many women.
Some from noble families, poised and graceful young ladies.
Or elegant and enchanting palace dancers.
Or even the simple, innocent farm girls...
As long as he wished.
He could indulge in the tenderness these women offered him.
However.
A woman like Nadia before him, this was the first time he had seen.
Nadia glanced at Coleman, speaking in a calm and confident manner.
"Good evening, Duke Coleman."
"If you're ready, we can start the diagnosis..."
Coleman inhaled the comfort of the frankincense, responding.
"Of course, I'm ready."
"Just not sure how Dr. Nadia would like me to cooperate for the diagnosis?"
Nadia began to step towards Coleman, eventually stopping beside the table.
She extended her elegantly long arm, explaining.