"Where have you been?" Lucius asked as Rita drifted down beside him.
She wore very casual clothes instead of her usual saintly attire.
Her pink hair was currently tied loosely and her face glowed from sleep in a way that made her seem far too innocent for someone capable of leveling an entire city easily.
She smiled lightly as she tucked a strand behind her ear.
"I… I overslept, sorry," she said, the tone of her voice was soft and embarrassingly honest. "You gave me so much warmth in the afternoon that I was satisfied enough to last the whole night and even the morning."
Lucius hid his smirk.
'Nice,' he thought, pleased more than he should have been. Now she wouldn't call him at random times and ask for warmth… He was safe for a while.
Minerva, however, wasn't observing the exchange in a normal way.
Her nose twitched and her pupils narrowed as well.
'His scent is all over her… including her mouth,' she analyzed in the way only a dragon could.
