You realized that you and Aila had been unconsciously inching closer to each other. There was barely enough room to fit a piece of paper between you both, and the intimacy of the moment began to muddle both your minds as your lips almost graced each. The two of you slowly leaned in to each other...

Until Herta barged in the room again.

"Hey, Master!" The Goddess of Artifice and unknowing anime interruption exclaimed. "I was making some angel cake, but then realized I wouldn't have the time if we didn't want to be late!" With a blink, she realized what was going on. "Wait, since you're both going to do that, I'd at least like to get my protein lunch!"

"Protein lunch?" Aila was confused by the words coming out of Herta's mouth once again. "What do you mean- what are you doing with Master?!"

"Getting some protein!" Herta said as she desperately tried to pull down your pants. You, on the other hand, were prying this lewd goddess off of you.

"Alright, time for you to calm down, Herta." You said, quickly realizing that the more forceful you were the more lascivious she became, so you enacted a change in strategy. "I'll treat you to a spanking session later if you behave, you mindless sex addict."

"Yes, Master!" Herta immediately stopped and giggled. "Master is treating me like a useless bitch in heat again~"

"Spanking sessions? In heat?" Aila blinked, not really processing what just happened.

"Don't worry about it." Herta gave your elf princess a thumbs up and a sincere smile. "I'm sure Master will want to turn your insides white too after he's done punishing me!"

"W-what?" Aila's blush nearly overwhelmed her again, and you swear you saw her pupils turn into swirls. "I'm, um, it's just, wait, I need to think about the wedding Master and I will have! Please excuse me!" She jumped up from the couch, nearly tripped over herself, and went around the corner to the kitchen.

"What's up with her?" Herta asked.

"You stupid bitch." You glowered, groping her softer bits. "You ruined the moment. Just when I was gonna kiss her, too."

"Kyaah~! Master, you're being too rough!" Herta moaned.

"Keep your voice down." You ordered, turning her around and giving her cushions a firm spank.

Maybe it was a good thing that Herta came by when she did. You could even hear the distant chime of the many clock towers spread throughout Centria, urging you to not waste more time than you already had. Also you felt energized after giving Herta some light punishment, but that said more about how successful Herta had been in normalizing you to her masochism.

Your goddess decided to touch on a topic while Aila was away. It concerned none other than the elf herself.

"It's a shame she's an Artemian Saintess." Herta lamented. "It'd make things way easier if she were more aligned with me."

"What do you mean by that?" You asked.

"Artemia's blessing has been over her since birth." Herta nearly grumbled.

"And your blessings aren't able to overwrite it?" You said.