Princess Xynalia only returned after she was sure that the pair was done with whatever they had to do in the cave behind the waterfall.
The sight that welcomed her was a young lady and a young man lying on a bedroll.
Her gaze landed on Thirteen, whom Kate had wrapped in a protective, loving embrace.
The young man's head was nestled on her voluptuous chest, sleeping peacefully.
This wasn't the first time Princess Xynalia saw a scene like this, so she was already used to it. There was even a time when she wondered what it would be like to hold Zion like that, while he slept.
"You look very satisfied," Princess Xynalia said, her voice calm and steady.
"I'm very satisfied," Kate replied. "I genuinely feel like I'm born for this moment. Born to meet Thirteen."
Princess Xynalia sat down beside the sleeping young man and looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face. He looked nearly identical to Zion, but the one before her certainly looked more handsome and more mature.
