"What will happen, exactly?" Reyna looked at Richard with a neutral gaze. The eerie mist disappeared the moment he threatened her, and a different tension immersed.
"Sigh, let's stop. We have matters more important than joking around." Henry suddenly said. Reyna blinked and her pressuring aura disappeared. Meanwhile Richard shrugged like nothing happened.
Seeing them stop their conversation, Irene approached a nearby tree and another tree. Henry understood what she was doing, "You can come here."
She flinched from his voice, then looked at his face and coincidentally shared eye contact with Henry. Irene blinked and turned her head immediately to a random direction.
Seeing that no one has any intention to speak, one of Henry's other subordinates told his report, "My Lord..."
— THE NEXT DAY
The sun illuminated the land with rays of light. Thin white curtains of every room inside the inn, couldn't block the blinding morning sunlight.
Used quilts that had to be enchanted by Henry's subordinate in order for the cold breeze to disappear.
Richard snores out loud and Reyna breaks the door to pour cold water onto his face in dawn. He wakes up immediately and chases his sister until he accidentally sliced the trunk of a tree and it fell on the stable, nearly killing all of the horses.
"What was that noise?" A gentle voice with a moderate volume, resounded within Henry's room.
He frowned before opening his eyes and met the eyes of the otherworldly beauty. Henry thought that he was still hazy and sat up to rub his eyes. Irene followed and yawned.
Hearing a yawn, he frowned again and looked at his side where Irene is. Henry widened his eyes and his thoughts of getting back to bed disappeared.
"Why are you here?!" he exclaimed.
"Hmm?" Irene was confused. The thin quilt slid off from her chest and revealed her perfectly round D-cup breasts.
Henry froze, his eyes widened more that it look like it will pop out from the sockets. His face became red as a ripe tomato. Meanwhile, Irene had no idea that being partially naked or fully naked in the Mortal Realm is inappropriate especially in front of a male stranger.
He woke up from his daze and immediately took the quilt to wrap her whole body, turning her into a poor mummy. Henry took awhile to catch his breath before his subordinate barged in his room, "My Lord! Richard almost killed the hor—!"
The poor soul stopped talking after seeing the weird image of Henry holding a folded quilt that resembles a rope while Irene, coincidentally, is kneeling on the ground with the quilt tangled on her body.
This poor soul misunderstood both of them as he thought they were doing the vulgar play. "Please excuse me," he escaped from the seen before Henry cleared the misunderstanding.
Henry held out his hand before pulling it back to his chest and asked, "Even if I do not believe in gods or weird cultures— heavens. What did I do to deserve such misfortune in early morning?"
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[A/N: "Henry's dialogue is inspired of when someone woke me up at 5AM in the morning!" Author proudly said.]