"Darling, do you feel that?" Ophelia wrapped her hand around the dragon progenitor, looking in the direction he was focused on, sensing something approaching very fast.
A warm smile bloomed on the dragon progenitor's handsome face. Then, his eyes shifted to another direction, sensing more beings of the same nature rapidly approaching.
"I guess they wanted to be with us as soon as possible. It's fortunate that Amelia, Lenora, Mia, and I found you before we all regained our memories," Ophelia said.
Sam briefly gazed at Ophelia, who was lost in sweet thoughts. He planted a small kiss on her forehead and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Ophelia glanced at the twins, still sleeping peacefully in his arms. "I was wondering what our future daughters will be like."
"I would very much like it if they are like their mothers," Sam said, gently massaging her chin.
