Elowen lowered her head and wrote fast, carefully listing every "don't" in her notebook, one after another.
Sylvia leaned in to peek. Elowen's pages were covered in tight, neat notes, and Sylvia could not help admiring her for it. Then Sylvia glanced at her own empty hands, still unsure what she was supposed to do with them, and a wave of embarrassment hit her.
Elowen seemed to notice Sylvia staring. She looked up and whispered, "You can copy mine later."
Sylvia nodded hard.
Cecilia chose that moment to speak, cutting off their side chat.
"A woman should keep her composure," Cecilia said evenly. "At the start, what matters is guiding, not demanding. Use small, casual touches, and a look that lingers, so you can pass the message between husband and wife without spelling it out. And when you're in bed, it should feel natural, like two people moving together."
She continued, not pausing. "You can respond on purpose to make it more enjoyable, but you need to know where the line is. Don't let it turn crude. You still need dignity."
Elowen listened, then raised her hand, genuinely puzzled. "Cecilia, I get the general idea, but once you're in bed, what are you actually supposed to do? What does 'natural' even mean?"
Cecilia's mouth curved into a knowing smile, but she did not answer directly. "That's hard to explain with words alone. You and Sylvia will need pictures."
She glanced toward the maid standing nearby.
The maid immediately understood. She stepped forward and presented two beautifully bound, thread stitched books with blank covers, placing one in front of Elowen and one in front of Sylvia.
"Now," Cecilia said, "turn to page five."
Elowen did as she was told and opened the book.
On the page was a delicate illustration in soft colors. Two figures were closely entwined, their clothing partly loosened. Nothing was graphic, but the posture and the expressions made the meaning unmistakable.
Elowen's mind went blank. Heat rushed up her neck, and her ears burned.
Cecilia acted as if she did not notice either of them freezing up. She continued, using the illustrations and speaking in a much more specific, blunt way.
Elowen stared, listened, and felt her thoughts float out of reach, like her head was buzzing too loud to hold anything steady.
When Cecilia finally reached the end, she summarized in a calm, matter of fact tone. "Moderation between husband and wife doesn't harm a woman. Done properly, it can even help keep you healthy and balanced."
She paused, glanced at their flushed faces, and let out a light laugh. "That's enough for today. Tomorrow, I'll go over methods related to conception."
A lesson that had lasted nearly an hour was finally over. When Elowen closed the book, her palms were damp.
She and Sylvia stood together, both red faced, and thanked Cecilia formally.

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