Lynn walked over to Yagna's side, his expression calm and his answer as brief as ever.
"No. She's the same as you."
With more women around, all sorts of conflicts were bound to arise.
But Lynn did not care.
He would not pay much attention to any private squabbling, either. They were only being foolish, or pretending to be foolish.
As long as they did not hinder his territory's development, why should he waste his energy dealing with them?
Lynn could hear Yagna visibly let out a sigh of relief.
Then, her tone returned to its usual lightness.
"My lord, good night."
"Mm."
Lynn nodded slightly in simple acknowledgment, then strolled to the bedroom and pushed open the door.
Inside, soft moonlight streamed through the half-closed window and fell across the edge of the bed.
Liya, who had been sitting there, immediately stood up and softly called, "My lord."
"It's late. Let's rest." Lynn had already taken a bath before the dinner banquet. He directly took off his coat and casually hung it on the rack.
Just as he was about to remove his light gray linen shirt, Liya, dressed in a pristine white nightgown, stepped lightly before him and reached out to undo his ties and belt.
"Please allow me to serve you." Liya's voice was soft and gentle, a tender smile on her face and complete obedience in her eyes.
Lynn could smell the faint fragrance drifting from the girl's hair. Her gentle, practiced movements as she undressed him made him feel as if he were basking in a spring breeze, and his body and mind relaxed without him realizing it.
Lynn had already had an in-depth conversation with Liya that afternoon.
Though she was young, she possessed a mature mind utterly at odds with her appearance.
She