Chapter 891

Franciska's movements stalled, and she replied almost without hesitation:

"Yes, my lord."

She stood up in the water, less than half a meter in front of Rayne. Swiftly undoing the complicated clasps, she pulled her already soaked dress down to her waist, then removed her undergarments. A pair of bouncing jade peaks suddenly entered his view. Her tender, smooth skin seemed to glow faintly, while her slender waist, just wide enough to encircle with both hands, looked even more graceful submerged in the hot spring. Her flawless face was flushed, and the breathtaking sight was impossible to look away from.

Rayne's throat bobbed involuntarily, and he suddenly felt a little thirsty.

His aggressively possessive gaze made Franciska grow shy. She instinctively covered her chest with both hands and called softly, "My lord..."

"Continue," Rayne ordered.

"Mhm."

The chief maid was extremely obedient. She crouched down until the water passed over her head, swimming like a fish. With a twist of her serpentine waist, she slipped out of her dress, removing all her remaining clothes along with it.

When her head emerged from the water, she was completely naked.

Rayne openly admired the peerless beauty before him.

His eyes traveled up and down her body before finally settling on Franciska's waist. He praised it inwardly. As the saying went, A woman's waist is a blade that steals lives.

Franciska's beauty was rare in all the world, but what truly captivated him was her waist. Rayne did not know how to describe it. It was simply perfect.

Could this be the manifestation of her mermaid bloodline?

Yet he remained motionless. Franciska stood in the hot spring with her legs pressed together, her entire body going weak beneath his gaze. Water shimmered across her skin, making it seem increasingly delicate. Her perfect, exquisite