Netherworld Sea, Shalu Island
Unlike the turbulent mystery of Dragon Capital, this place has a vacation vibe.
Before dawn, Simmons opened his eyes, his side already empty. His body, accustomed to years of knightly training, instinctively wanted to turn over and sit up. The next second, Simmons supported his waist, trying to soothe the concentrated soreness and ache there. His body struggled for a moment, but the soreness triumphed over habit, and Simmons retreated back into the comfortable bedspread, inhaling deeply, the silk sheets still retaining the fragrance of Dragon Mother.
Lately, he's nearly forgotten what he's in the Netherworld Sea for—the empire's glory, the emperor's instructions, the family's risks—all seemed unimportant amidst this tender paradise. Thankfully, despite Dragon Mother's indulgence, the newly awakened pair still somewhat lacked restraint, not to mention dragon nature—but Dragon Mother's dedication to her career remained unaffected.
