Sherry glanced down at the sleeping teenage boy cradled in her arms, then looked over at Princess Aracelle, who was embracing Zion from behind.
The Majin Princess was also very much awake, and just like Sherry, she looked at her Master's sleeping face, eyes full of tenderness.
The High-Tier Dimensional Gates would open in a few days.
With that in mind, Princess Aracelle asked Zion to spend as much time with her as possible. She was set to return to Alcove City, where she'd wait for the main army of House Pavareth to cross over to Pangea.
Thirteen agreed, allowing her to sleep on the same bed with him and Sherry.
"You know, I envy you," Princess Aracelle said after making sure Zion was in deep sleep.
"You envy me?" Sherry asked, her voice laced with confusion and curiosity.
"Yes," Princess Aracelle replied. "Have you noticed? Every time Zion holds your hand, his eyes soften a bit. Every time you kiss him, he would kiss you back and even hug you tightly.
