The morning light filtering through the window was different from what Nero remembered before the apocalypse.
Not the warm golden glow of a normal sunrise, but the strange white illumination from the violet sky that had become the new normal.
He stretched, feeling surprisingly well-rested despite everything.
Beside him, Aurelia was already awake, her golden eyes watching him with a faint warmth in her expression in her usually stoic demeanor.
"Morning, Aury." he greeted with a grin.
"Good morning... Lord–"
"Mhm?" Nero raised an eyebrow.
"G-Good morning, N-Nero…"
The way she said his name without a title despite her stuttering made his heart skip a beat.
'So cute.'
"!!!"
He hugged her while rubbing his face against hers, her whole naked body stiffening.
"What are you so stiff for? We had a pretty hot "talk" last night, baring all of our "problems"... We did it so many times we both passed out, remember?"
"..."
