"I missed you. Disappearing for half a decade like that without a word, I should have gone off with another man."
Dyon smiled, not taking Clara's words seriously. He enjoyed the feeling of having her in his arms. At least when the moment held enough weight, her first thought wasn't to have a spar of words with him.
After several days of rest, Dyon finally awoke to notice he had been completely surrounded by his wives. It was a feeling that filled with him content.
Clara pulled away, looking at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Dyon instantly had a bad feeling when he saw Ri's petite sprinting out of the room, covering her soft pink lips with a small hand.
"You should rest, we wouldn't want your old body getting any worse."
Black lines began to form on Dyon's forehead. But, this was only met by a stifled giggle.
Dyon turn his head only to see Madeleine and Amphorae avoiding his gaze.
