Bright silver hair sprawled across the pillow, her delicate, soft little legs still tightly wrapped around him.
The warm golden sunlight, filtering through the sea's surface, bathed her, transforming her into a jade-like beauty. Her skin was radiant, shimmering with a lustrous glow.
Contemplating the adorable girl in his arms, who now belonged to him completely, Byron couldn't help but let a gentle, somewhat foolish smile creep onto his lips.
If it weren't for Hightins' throne still waiting to be reclaimed, this would be the pinnacle of life.
He wanted to kiss her again but worried about waking her, so he forcefully suppressed the urge.
Last night, Violet, after her initial bout of flustered anger, ultimately wasn't so cruel as to continue tormenting him with the terrifying weight of her Whale Girl form.
With just the move "Whale Press," she subdued him and then reverted to her charming, lovable human form.
