"Forget it, then. I need to get back to sleep and rest before starting the rest of my day," Crystalia replied, rolling her eyes at Orion's words.
Though his words ward her heart, she had beco accustod to them enough to mask her reaction with thick skin. She was confident he would have taken full advantage of her reaction if she hadn't developed such resilience.
"But you've long surpassed the need to sleep to regain strength," Orion responded. He needed to en Crystalia's new habits and help her return to her forr, more natural routines.
"Oh, I'm well aware, husband. But I need all the rest I can get to keep up with your insufferable appetite for more wives. After all, soone has to make sure you don't overindulge," Crystalia responded with a smirk.
Stunned, Orion stood rooted to the spot.
Was that a clap-back?
He quickly regained his composure, but the door was shut in his face before he could respond. His shoulders slumped, realizing that his plan had failed.
Just as Orion was about to try sothing else he had in mind, he noticed a small golden figure approaching him from the other corner of the hall. It was none other than Grace!
She wore a beautiful leaf dress, which he was certain had been handmade by Anara. Grace spent ti as their elder sister in the manor to bond with the other children. Since she was having difficulty manifesting her tree nymph abilities, it was decided that she should stay with the household for the ti being.
Grace arrived before him and tapped his leg lightly as if to comfort him. "Don't worry, Daddy. Leave this to ," she said, fixing the door with a firm gaze.
Grace might not fully understand what was happening, but she knew that her father and mother often took her to a huge building-similar to her father's manor, where everyone treated her like a princess-were having issues.
Since the rest of her mothers had also asked for her help, she figured it was best to lend a hand so she could reap the fruits of her efforts later on, just as her mother had taught her.
Orion paused montarily, briefly glancing down the hallway before refocusing on Grace and nodding.
Grace gently knocked on the door and, parting her pouty lips, called out loudly, "Mummy Crystalia, it's , Grace!"
Within seconds, the door slowly opened, revealing Crystalia. She looked at Grace, then raised her gaze to Orion, clicking her tongue in amusent. "Are you serious?" she asked.
Orion cleared his throat a few tis, but no words ca out.
Seeing this, Crystalia shook her head and bent down to pick up Grace, who was already reaching out with her arms.
Grace clung to Crystalia as she lifted her. She leaned in and whispered into her ear, causing Crystalia to chuckle softly.
Curious, Orion leaned closer, hoping to catch what Grace was saying. But Crystalia, expecting his move, had already surrounded their conversation with a thick layer of Celestial energy, making it nearly impossible for him to eavesdrop.
Realizing this, Orion wisely chose not to try to break through the barrier. He waited patiently instead.
After about two and a half minutes, their conversation ended, and both Crystalia and Grace turned their attention to Orion.
"Alright, let go change. You owe your ti today and the next five days. I'll add five more days if any of those days are skipped. As for your work, you have an assistant, right? Along with Reena, taking care of the Village so that you can set those tasks aside for now," Crystalia said, her gaze fixed on Orion.
Orion considered her words for a mont, then nodded in agreent. He ntally noted that he should give Isadora a significant bonus for the effort she had been putting in.
As for his other wives, including Selene, they had already inford him to agree to whatever arrangent Crystalia asked for, so he didn't have to worry about being solely with Crystalia for that extended period.
"Alright, you can wait for downstairs. I'll be down in a few minutes," Crystalia replied before walking back into her room with Grace still in her arms, closing the door behind her.
Six days later
Orion and Crystalia had just finished greeting Aurora goodbye before they exited the Garden and soared back toward the manor.
During these six days, they had toured various parts of Orion's cities, from the Prisrions' dominant district to the villages and the Four-eared elves' territory. Although they had run out of things to do within the first three days, simply being together, recounting the events that had transpired during Orion's ti with the Runaway Cities, and sharing the information he had learned about the outside world from the mories of nurous spies, and Greroth's was enough to make their ti together enjoyable.
For a race trapped within a mountain for several millennia, Crystalia's curiosity was heightened, and the ti spent exploring different locations while listening to Orion's stories beca insufficient. Even on the last day, she still wasn't satisfied.
"Co on, one more day," Crystalia pleaded, looking at Orion as they soared through the sky. "I'll tell you the rest of the story when I share it with the others, so you'll have to be patient until then," Orion smiled.
Crystalia's shoulders drooped in resignation as she saw that Orion was intent on keeping his lips sealed until he was ready to share it with her sisters at ho.
Though disappointed that her ti with Orion was ending, she was satisfied, understanding that her sister had sacrificed their ti together for hers. She didn't mind repeatedly listening to stories about the outside world.
"Alright, when you're ready, don't forget to inform , or I won't forgive you," Crystalia warned.
"Don't worry, I won't forget," Orion assured her.
As they soared over the Third Border City, they noticed soone swiftly heading in their direction.
"It seems that your assistant is here to see you," Crystalia remarked, knowing that she had been swamped from having to handle all the tasks alone during this ti without Orion's
help.
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