[Vol.4] Quest 378- Best ConditionHaving made it before Artemis, Ai was that much closer to getting the title that Artemis swiped from her.
“If I am first then if I beat you, I will be your first wife, right?" Ai said, elated that she was so close to winning.
“Of course.” Elysium nods. “I did say that. Charon, you may deliver the souls you have. You may either rest or return to work.”
“Thank you, Father.” Charon bows. “I wish you luck, mother.”
Charon turned and took their leave.
Ai watched as they climbed up the stairs in the far back at the entrance to the throne room.
She looks back at Elysium as he walks around his desk.
“By my duty, I accept your request. But it will not be to my liking until you have fully rested and gained your full strength. Any injuries or afflictions that cause a detrint to you will be alleviated to allow you to fight in your best condition. Proanthos, could you show her to her room?”
“Very well, Elysium.” Proanthos nods, putting down so paperwork. “Follow .”
“W-wait! When will you co?”
"In a few minutes, I have a bit of work to finish.” A warm smile grows on Elysium’s face.
His smile was enough for Ai to know he would co.
Bringing Ai to the room, Proanthos took her leave.
“Should you need anything simply call out to , and I will co to assist. Now if you will excuse .”
"Ah, thank you Proanthos!”
“Not at all.” She nodded.
“Is there a bath?”
“There is. Put your stuff down and we can go.”
Ai put her stuff down and followed Proanthos.
Walking through the hallway, Ai couldn’t help but notice how empty it looked.
“Hmm, the walls need so decoration.”
"Yes, it is sothing that needs redy, but it is not at the top of the list of priorities."
A minute or two later, they stand before a rather large Roman gate with Roman columns.
"Here we are. In here are the baths. Enjoy them. Lord Elysium shall be on his way in a short bit.”
“Alright!” Ai heads in. “Thank you, Pro!” She waved goodbye.
“…Pro? Hm, I guess my na does lend itself to being easily shortened.”
“Does Cirrus call you Pro?”
“Most tis. Many of the spirits here call
that. By the way, Elysium does have a rather nice little pet na.”
“What is it?”
"Elly, of course.”
“Elly… Hm!” Ai smiled brightly. “It’s a nice pet na!”
“Yes. Certainly better than Zep-Zep.”
“Aw~ You don’t like that na Art gave him?”
“I find it cute, but it lacked a sort of... shall we say allure?”
“Allure?”
“Yes. It’s not a pet na one would say in bed with their loved one.”
“You didn’t listen in to our private ti, did you?”
'I shouldn’t tell her that I, Hecton, and Fafnir can sense when Cirrus wishes to be alone with his wives.’
“Not at all. , Hecton, and Fafnir would seldom tis ponder on shortened nas for Cirrus.”
“And?”
“Zep-Zep was the best one.” Proanthos took her leave. “Enjoy the bath; Elly should be finished soon.”
Ai went on inside, and she could already feel the low heat of the bath.
She took off her clothes and placed them neatly in the basket, washed her body, and entered the bath.
“Hmm… baths are always great!” The bath in question was a thermae. Green, cloud-like flowers were sprinkled around, along with tangerines. “What are these flowers called? I am sure these were the flowers that sprouted from where Cirrus walked."
“They are called Elysium’s.” Elysium entered with only a towel. His body is already clean from his power.
“Cirrus!” Ai gets up with nothing covering her.
“It’s been many weeks. Well in my domain anyway.” He steps into the large bath. “I’ve missed your voice and cheery deanor.”
“Is that really all you missed?” She said, slowly walking up to him with a sultry voice.
“Of course not.” He walks up and wraps his arms around her waist. He pulls her in and gently kisses her forehead. “I missed everything about you.” He leans a bit back. He runs his head across her body, holding her face and hands gently. “Everything from your glossy white hair to your pretty purple eyes and even rough hands.”
“You shouldn’t call a girl she has rough hands.”
“Then what are you going to do about it?”
Her eyes narrowed as an impish grin grew across her face.
Four hours later.
They return to a room where Elysium quickly made.
“So you said these flowers are called Elysium's? Did you get them because they have your na?” said Ai, holding one in her hand while under Elysium’s arm in bed.
“They were made out of , well my ichor but I think the na suits them.” He strokes her hair as he rests his head on a pillow. "Do you not like them? I think I made them pretty lovely and interesting.”
"Well," she says as she approaches Elysium. “They’re not bad, but they have no scent."
“They do; they sll like petrichor; it’s just that they were overpowered by stronger slls.”
“Say, can I ask what gender Charon is?" Ai was curious as to what they were; they had an androgynous look to them.
“They are who they are. If Charon hasn’t picked what they want to be called, then that is that.”
"Well, you made a very handso or beautiful child, but I bet it wasn’t 10 hours of labor hard or painful, right?”
“…No. But say, Ai.”
“What is it?” She looks at him.
“… I’m sorry for what I did to you and everyone. Genuinely. For
to not tell you of my ailnts and then to just up and leave without saying anything, then die, and then coming back to just leave again is a real dick move.”
“Artemis told
about what you went through.” She runs her hands across his chest. “Black veins were as prevalent as your scars. Everything was a labor for you; even getting up was a task that made you reliant on Hecton. I couldn’t imagine the face she made when she saw you in that state.” She rests her head on his chest. “For the other things, I understood a little from Olympia. Plus, this makes up a bit for it.”
“Artemis really surprised ; I didn’t think she would sneak in with an invisibility cloak, and once again, sorry.”
"Say, can you still... you know?” She said, glancing down at his lower torso.
“What? Have a child?”
“Well…” she rolled over onto his chest, pressing his with hers. “Yeah. Maybe one day I want another one."
“Then I would be able to.” He rubs her lightly sweaty back softly. “This is the body I was raised with and fought with, the body that has felt several of your headbutts, cooking, kisses, touches, and softness.”
He softly brushed her hair back over her ear, looking into her eyes.
“That’s good.” She reached over and gently touched the right side of his face. “I do miss the scars, though; they made you more manlier and dangerous.”
“If that is what you want,"
Ai could see scars begin to form and appear in the sa places Elysium had them before his ascension.
“Ooh! That’s pretty cool!”
“Does it make it more familiar?”
“It does.” She gently traces her fingers across his body. “What else can you do?”
“Like what?”
“Like…” She bobs her head left and right thinking. “I don’t know. Can you even turn to a girl?”
"For you, I will.”
“Wait what—!?”
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