Asteria froze, feeling her ears redding.
Asteria watched as he close his eyes as his breathing relaxed. She softly ruffled his long hair, wondering how he maintained how nice it is.
What's his hair routine? She can't help but wonder.
"Keep doing that." He murmured, eyes still closed.
"What?"
"Your hands. It feels good." He answered, groaning in his sleep. "Just keep doing that for me."
She chuckled, "Alright, as you requested dark mage."
He flinched hearing the word dark mage and his eye opened one bit, "I think we need to work on our endearments, dear princess."
He flinched hearing the word dark mage and his eye opened one bit, "I think we need to work on our endearments, dear princess."
Asteria raised her eyebrows, "What do you want me to call you?"
"Something sweeter." He said.
Asteria thought, "Sweet?" She couldn't imagine calling him something like "honey" or "dearest".
