A certain brunette had listened - at too much length in her opinion - to Rezzue's explanations. How both she and her husband had let down their guards with the prospect of being torn apart. About how they had stopped to talk afterwards, admitting they had both been intimate while removing the physical energy technique… the constraints that kept male cultivators producing only impotent seed and women from their ovulation cycles.
Neither of them was sure the timing of when they did that would end up actually getting the woman pregnant, but the ancient cultivator could tell. Both through the signs in the red-haired woman's spirit - and through the cloying early Pheromones that signaled the changes starting. However, the first thing that the heiress was truly asked in return was personal to the other cultivator in a very different way.
"Is this going to affect what you will be able to teach me? I was very excited to learn."
