Still, she gritted her teeth, rolling over and muttering one last time before drifting off:
"If he snores, I'm throwing him out the window."
Morning arrived quietly, sunlight filtering through green leaves.
Outside, the elves whispered in hushed tones, glancing fearfully at Ling Yu's quarters. None dared enter. Kael stood at a distance, muttering darkly, "If that human so much as sneezes near the sacred trees again, I'll—"
The door opened.
Ji Xiulan stepped out, stretching lazily, hair slightly messy, looking infuriatingly well-rested. He held a piece of fruit in one hand again.
The elves collectively took a step back.
He smiled faintly. "Morning."
Then he walked off like he owned the forest.
Inside the room, Ling Yu groaned into her pillow, muttering,
"Damn! Why do I feel like I adopted a divine-level pest?"
***
The sky had not yet lightened when Ling Yu woke.
