"Don't worry, Rory. I'll make sure it's properly taken care of," Dax said quickly, his tone smooth and reassuring.
Then, as if that weren't enough, he immediately added, "Female Master, I'll assist Jasper as well. Between the two of us, nothing will happen to it. Promise."
You two shameless idiots—just wait, Kather seethed inwardly. Once I recover, I'll make you pay for this, pinheads!
He could tell without a doubt that those two males were scheming something vile. Their words sounded polite, but their intentions were anything but pure.
Still, as a male himself, Kather understood the unspoken rules of propriety. It was inappropriate—even borderline offensive—for him to enter a female's private room, no matter the form. If not for this unexpected injury, he would never have appeared here in such an undignified state to begin with.
Since both Jasper and Dax had offered to take responsibility for him, he chose not to resist. Pride aside, this was the most reasonable outcome.
