Lith slumped over Valnea's shoulder as he clung to her like a little koala bear. The dragon didn't complain or make noise; she just watched him quietly. Her eyes shimmered in the sunlight, appearing watery. She curled her lips into a tight curve, gently swaying and humming a strange tune.
Asmodeus found her gaze and atmosphere quite interesting.
The Valena he met in the arena appeared childish, and yet the woman standing before him resembled a mother. He closed his eyes and sighed, knowing they had solved the issue with Lith's mana and future development.
But now found himself hopelessly attracted to the woman coaxing his son with an accent resembling the French from his world.
Until a shout shattered the peaceful scene of what could be a young couple with their first child. "Lith?! Lith! What's wrong!?"
Vinea rushed over in a full plate suit.
Each step jingling with the shake of black steel and chainmail.
