**Elizabeth's POV**

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Oh, my moon goddess! How is this possible? He's a monster! He's a notorious and ruthlessly cruel monster! He killed his biological mother and his siblings and frequently visited the town to commit horrific massacres! How could he possibly massage me?

Wasn't I just a tool for his sexual pleasure?

I was in shock when he finished massaging both calves, and then he started massaging my sore thighs.

I'm sure he did it out of kindness but not to molest me. Because he wasn't touching my sexual organs at all, he was just soothing my muscular fatigue.

I was no less shocked than if I had discovered...