That night Prince Aerus had trouble sleeping. It was hard to believe. He was able to communicate with Lia again, and also let go of longing, making out with her.
Seconds passed amid emptiness and reverie, then his eyes saw that the pair bracelet was no longer on.
Now he regretted it. "Argh, I should have asked if she was pregnant or not!" His body rolled to various sides, thus making the royal nightgown on his body messy including his golden hair.
"If Lia is already pregnant then I will have more reasons to return to earth." He got out of bed and looked in the mirror, checking his hair. "Thankfully there are no new black hair strands. But there doesn't seem to be a new strand of silver hair either."
You're wrong, Prince. Many strands of silver hair would grow in abundance soon. They were still roots and waiting to grow.
