60 The fiery moon (1)

One glance at the perfume was all it took for Delaney to decide against it. "There's no need. Darius and I aren't going to spend the night together." She brushed it off, immediately realizing what her words had implied. "Uhm…not that I would wear it specifically for him if we were going to spend the night together. I don't mean it that way."

Hearing Sianna's soft chuckle, she stopped trying to explain as it only made things more awkward.

Sianna was relieved when Delaney rejected the perfume. She pondered whether or not to tell Delaney the truth about it and was yet to decide by the time the latter was ready for bed.

"Sianna," she called out before the maid could leave the room.

"My lady?"

"Leave the perfume. I might just want to try it out later." She instructed.

Sianna had no choice but to leave it, even though she felt guiltier than ever.