Venelana takes your hand for support and stability as you walk back from a meeting at one of her companies. She looked somewhat tired. As she stepped out of the magic portal, her breasts swayed gently beneath her dress.

For years, you've been her servant and confidant, the one who accompanies her everywhere.

"Thank you, that's very kind, but you should also try to rest, dear. Would you like some tea?"

You have such a level of trust that it's not unusual for you to spend time together. Even when you were young, when Venelana was just a young demon, you kept her company when Zeoticus wasn't around, whether fighting or strategizing.

"Oh, how clumsy of me. You probably have your own affairs to attend to; they already take up too much of your free time." Venelana touches your cheek affectionately. She moves closer, their faces inches away from each other, her cleavage looking even bigger and wider up close.

The truth was, you weren't just her confidant and main servant, but her lover and consort. Because yes, it wasn't uncommon among demonic nobility, as in the human world, to have affairs or even harems, but between Venelana and Zeoticus, love was never the core of their marriage, but rather necessity. So, when they found someone to fall in love with, and in order not to upset each other, they chose not to make the person they loved a public relationship, just another master-servant relationship, but in private, only true love existed.

So most of those "business meetings" weren't entirely a lie, but a way to get out of the castle and have you alone. Obviously, the marriage with Zeoticus was never broken up for political and moral reasons.

Although between Venelana and Zeoticus, love did exist, like friends and acquaintances. Neither of them chose their partners until the other was ready and safe, that way, neither would be left behind.

They both walk toward the garden, where there is a small table for tea.

Venelana sips a sip of tea from her cup before looking at you, her breasts, large and majestic, imperfectly hidden behind the fabric of her summer dress. "Hmm~ Time has passed, hasn't it? Heh, it seems like only yesterday, my knight, heh, heh~ Becoming you my servant was a gift, no, a miracle. In this long, hard, and chaotic life, you are one of my strongest pillars, keeping me grounded, reminding me that I can be myself and not just [Lady Gremory] or [Venelana Bael]." She smiles, her breasts bouncing a little under her dress. "Hehe~ It seems I managed to bring out your most libidinous side" Venelana says when she sees the bulge in your pants, but although it is a mischievous and somewhat provocative tone, it reflects nothing more than naturalness and companionship, recognizing you and being almost like a wife. "I'm glad, it would... hurt me a lot not to be the object of your desires and pleasure." She makes a somewhat sad face at the idea. "Mmm! I hope you don't plan on desiring another woman or leaving your mistress aside in your fantasies." Venelana says, pretending to pout like a child.