While the Zephyra Empire churned through layers of chaos, tension, and unresolved emotion, the Pyra Empire remained caught in a very different silence, one heavy with exhaustion and aftermath rather than unrest.
Inside the palace,
"Hmm… no more… pervert… hmm…"
Delphine muttered beneath her breath, her voice soft and hazy, drifting somewhere between sleep and memory. A gentle smile curved her lips as she clutched the quilt tightly, pulling it closer to her chest as though hiding from a dangerous dragon that refused to leave her alone, even in her dreams.
Of course, she was sleeping.
She had gone through the entire night without pause, her body pushed far past what she believed possible. His technique, his overwhelming presence, and even that modified 'Cock' of his had left her barely capable of keeping up.
