The chamber fell into a peaceful silence as Eren lay back against the silk sheets, his breathing gradually returning to normal. Sweet incense drifted through the air, mixing with the lingering scent of their passion. Lyralei and Sylvara remained where they had collapsed, their bodies still trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction, soft murmurs of contentment escaping their lips. The soft glow of the crystalline lights cast dancing shadows across the walls, creating an almost dreamlike atmosphere that felt suspended in time.
