A lesson in relief (Viella’s perspective):

Ella was watching intently as Rose kneaded his bad leg. It was ugly, but Viella found she didn’t really mind. It was part of Vel, right, and that meant it couldn’t be so bad. Vel was good, after all. Way better than Father, that was for sure. She had only recently accepted just how little her father really cared about her, and it still stung, but being closer to Velas again helped a lot. Unlike Father, he was always kind to her, he made her feel safe and loved. And other things, tingly things. Especially since that one morning. She grew a bit hot just thinking about it again. She had been thinking about it a lot, which had led to her having to change her undergarments in the middle of the day yesterday.

Rose’s hands slid further up Vel’s leg, almost to his crotch, and Ella felt herself blush a little as her eyes slid to Vel’s manhood. It was out in the open, and halfway hard. Rose had been **** to teach her at first, but after Viella had convinced her, she made it very clear she wouldn’t change anything about her usual approach. She specifically said she wouldn’t protect the young lady’s modesty. Rose had been surprisingly curt and businesslike with her about the teaching part too, giving brief and concise explanations about things in a rather curt tone. That was in complete contrast to how she talked to and treated Velas. She was incredibly tender with him, and the love and tenderness in her tone when talking to him actually made Viella a bit jealous. That was probably silly. Just because she and Vel had done… What they had done, didn’t mean they were betrothed or anything. She probably didn’t have any right to be jealous. Especially when it was just a massage. A suspicion was forming in her mind though. Dina had said something at breakfast that she hadn’t understood at the time. But between that and how Rose was acting towards her brother, she was slowly putting it together.

She was startled out of her thoughts by a stern voice. “Are you even listening, my Lady? Or are you too distracted by this?” Rose reached out and held Vel’s manhood in her hand, shaking it a bit as if to emphasize her point. Viella felt herself blushing furiously. She tried to respond, but all she could muster were stammers. She had touched, not just touched but grabbed it. Just like that! And Vel didn’t even seem to react! Vel said something about it being okay, she could barely hear him over the sound of her own pounding heartbeat, but even so she suddenly found herself calming down. Rose smiled at her in what Viella thought might be an apologetic manner. “I am sorry, my Lady, I did not mean to scare you. But this is what I meant when I told you this might be a bad idea. There is no room for modesty in this. If your brother’s manhood makes you so uncomfortable, then how will you massage him? It is not even at full mast, and you are blushing like a maiden!” Stupid woman. Oh, that was an unkind thought. Ella wasn’t usually like that, but Rose had hit a nerve. She was a maiden, after all, and she didn’t appreciate a servant condescending to her about it! Besides, Vel’s manhood made her many things, but decidedly NOT uncomfortable. Not at all. Her discomfort stemmed from Rose touching it. She took a deep breath, seeking to calm herself further. It worked surprisingly well.

“I’m not uncomfortable with his… His manhood. I’m fine. I was just lost in thought, and then you grabbed it and…” She kind of trailed off and Rose spoke up again. “My Lady, I have been massaging his lordship for years, I have grown very familiar with his body. If you wish to help him in the future, you will have to as well.” The maid looked up at Vel, and he gave her a nod. In response she kind of shuffled to the side a little bit, making room next to her, and waved Ella over. “Come, my Lady, watching will only get you so far.”