Chapter 94: Crying For Conan.
Midnight.
Conan’s Bungalow.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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Helena woke up and was alone in bed, she was ready to go back to sleep when she heard sounds from the other room, she stood up and her eyes widened when she felt her chest freer than it should be and there was fresh air caressing her back, she ran to the mirror, both her palms reaching for her back and soon she found out her dress and corset were open. Unzipped and unhooked, she was confused until she realized Conan must have released her of the bondage when she fell asleep, she smiled, her cheeks reddening before she walked out to reach the parlour and there stood the knight getting dressed in his knight attire and ready to go out.
"Conan?" she whispered.
He glanced at her before he returned to what he was doing. "What is happening?" she asked.
"I am leaving for the Citadel soon," he said without looking at her
Her heart sank. "That is an away journey" she pointed out.
"Yes it is," he said.
Her eyes widened. "Why did you not tell me before?" she asked her voice accusing.