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Zalpa made herself as small as possible in the room’s corner while the married couple indulged in that sweet mont. A rare smile even ford on her face. After all, the little girl she had cared for so long ago had just beco a mother.
Little Yeza had returned in Liiza’s arms, and Khan hugged them both, his eyes alternating between his daughter and the scene as a whole. Liiza wasn’t in her best state due to her disheveled hair, dried up sweat, and more, but Khan believed she had never been more beautiful.
However, as much as Khan wished for it, the cozy mont couldn’t last forever. He had actually already played the happy family for too long. Liiza and the baby needed to go through Zalpa’s inspections, and Khan had to deal with the ss outside.
Little Yeza woke up while Khan had those thoughts, crying loudly. Liiza rocked her, trying to calm her down, but her scolding gaze eventually fell on Khan.
"[She is perceptive toward your warmth]," Liiza explained. "[You ruined it and made our daughter cry]."
Khan opened his mouth in surprise, holding back a gasp while not knowing what to do. He half-panicked, only for Liiza’s scolding expression to turn into a playful smile.
"[Kiss and go]," Liiza reassured. "[We’ll be fine here]."
"[Using our daughter to tease ]," Khan sighed, dramatically shaking his head. "[How devious]."
Khan leaned in for a kiss, which Liiza welcod, and her smile widened when he reached for the baby afterward. He kissed her, too, before whispering sweet words. "[Papa loves you both]."
Liiza couldn’t help but bite her lower lip, and Khan ended up shooting a aningful glance at her once he straightened himself up. He truly wanted to play the happy family a little longer, and his self-restraint was waning quickly.
"[Hurry before I jump on you]," Liiza scolded, seemingly looking out for her own self-restraint. "[We’ll be here once you are done]."
That didn’t exactly help Khan, but he mustered his resolve and stepped away from the bed, performing a grateful Niqols’ bow to the figure in the corner before approaching the room’s exit.
"[Khan]," Liiza called when Khan was about to open the tal door. "[I’ll be fine with whatever you choose. You couldn’t have made happier]."
Khan exchanged a aningful glance with Liiza before nodding and finally leaving. Liiza stared at the tal door, heaving a sigh when it closed, lowering her gaze to her crying daughter.
"[Papa never cos back soon]," Liiza revealed, rocking Yeza, "[But he might make an exception because of you]."
Little Yeza cried a bit longer but eventually cald down, falling asleep. Liiza kept rocking her, but a tinge of shyness joined her loving smile.
"[Zaza]," Liiza called, her glowing gaze still on the sleeping Yeza. "[When you are done smiling, could you check how long I have to recover before I can jump on my husband properly]?"
Sadly for Khan, he had far more serious matters to solve on that blissful day. An idiotic smile was plastered on his face, but his mind had already gone to darker topics.
Despite the recent enlightennt, Khan was still Khan, and the situation remained serious. Actually, the slightest threat felt like the gravest issue in the universe now that his daughter was born, and that peril was there. It had been there for almost two weeks.
Soldiers welcod Khan’s exit from the outpost’s main structure, stopping whatever they were doing to perform military salutes. They wouldn’t dare to ask questions, but Khan’s idiotic smile was quite self-explanatory. Yet, they wouldn’t say anything until he made the official announcent.
"I have a daughter," Khan announced, not halting his steps to address the surrounding soldiers. "You can update the family."
A series of "Congratulations!" and "My Prince" resounded in that isolated environnt while a few soldiers scurried away, heading toward the various consoles in the area.
Khan didn’t stop at those praises, either. He headed straight for the exit in the outpost’s do, and its dark glass opened upon his arrival, revealing changes he had only heard or read in reports.
Most of the improvised camp had been abandoned. Khan’s forces had moved inside the outpost once it landed, but so activities still happened outside.
The landing area was still there, featuring so human ships neatly parked to save as much space as possible despite the lack of need for such arrangents.
The workshop was also outside and active, with technicians dealing with the repairs of Khan’s special ship to get it up and flying as quickly as possible. It would probably take them a few more weeks to complete the task, but Khan welcod that break, especially now that his daughter had been born.
As for the areas past those two sites, they now featured a wall of mana-enhanced tal, shields, and alien ships that created an encirclent all around the outpost. So long rifles also stood among that barrier, pointing directly at the dark do.
Khan had fought in actual and far greater wars, so that display hardly affected him. It was rather too minute and limited to act as a worriso encirclent, but his camp wasn’t any bigger or fancier, making it quite fitting for the situation.
Typically, the other side of the encirclent would have assud defensive positions accordingly, but Khan’s forces completely ignored it, and the two weeks had made them dull to it. Only one exception existed in that trend, and the various charred holes around him confird his performance.
Wayne sat at the camp’s edge, right before the encirclent. The grey sand around him featured various clues about the spells or bullets that had tried to reach him, only to fail miserably due to his troubleso elent.
As for what stood on the other side of the encirclent, Khan had sensed them before even laying his eyes on them. An array of cold, dark bodies stood behind the tal encirclent, sending their eyes’ white and red light toward the camp.
Khan had delayed that mont as much as possible, but the matter was unavoidable now. It was ti he dealt with the Niqols.
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