Michael was sitting on his throne in the dimly lit throne hall. Gaya paced towards him after finishing her tasks.
"Claire has informed everyone you are going to Mazeroth as we told her to"
"Hmm" nodded Michael,
Instead of sitting on her throne beside Michael, she sat on his lap. She removed the masks on their faces and kissed him. The kiss made both of them feel lightened. With everything that happened, the kiss calmed their nerves.
Michael too enjoyed the passionate break. He gently caressed her hair while kissing her longer and deeper.
When his grab around her waist tightened, she purred
"Are you sure Michael?" After several minutes of kissing, she departed her lips from his.
"It's for the best. The longer I stick with the sect, the more they become the target to everyone else. Those who cannot hurt me will harm them and I won't be able to protect them forever"
