The higher gallery was bathed in the golden light of the late afternoon sun. The air was thick with the scent of victory, perfume, and the faint metallic tang of mana residue from the previous duels. Aiden sat like a king on his seat, surrounded by his wives.
Suddenly, two familiar figures appeared at the top of the stairs, breathing heavily.
Kee and Mee had finally arrived.
All eyes turned toward them at once.
Kee was still panting, hands resting on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. His uniform was slightly disheveled from the rush, his hair messy, but his usual playful grin was already forming on his lips.
The wives smiled nervously toward the new arrivals, a mix of amusement and fondness on their faces.
Nayla licked her lips, still comfortably perched on Aiden's thigh. "Mmm… how sweet. The little brother and sister rushing back to see the fights… and us."
Ela said, sitting beside Liana, "Um… welcome back, you two. I hope you're both feeling better now."
