Asher's eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft, early light that filtered through the room.
Beside him, Grace lay with her head propped on her hand, watching him with a tender smile that softened her aged yet elegant features.
"You're awake?" Asher asked with a small smile, though he instinctively went to sit up, feeling like he'd slept longer than he planned.
But Grace pressed a gentle hand to his chest, holding him down as she said, "Stay put. You needed a full night's rest. Even a demon king like you should take a breath and slow down once in a while. I'm sure your wives must nag you to do the same."
Asher chuckled, taking her hand and brushing a kiss across her knuckles, "You think I'm trying to leave so soon? With any of my women, that's the last thing I'd want."
"Oh… am I your woman now?" she replied with a smirk, "At my age, I'm honored to make it to your list."
