Leonard Churchill would normally meditate through the night instead of resting.
But last night he finally had a rare peaceful sleep.
In the early morning, at the appointed time, the lights of Safflower Manor's buildings were switched on, and the lighthouses across Black Gold City gradually lit up as well.
This mining city also started a brand new day.
The light pierced through the glass of the window and illuminated the cabin.
The shadowy furnishings in the room slowly regained their luster.
Leonard's biological clock was very accurate, and at this time, he too opened his eyes.
As soon as he woke, he felt a large area of warm softness against his chest.
In his arms was a beautifully nude body.
Her full chest was squeezed out of shape, and the details could be discerned with a featherlight touch.
Leonard smiled slightly.
Vera Williams, who tossed and turned all night, was now resting peacefully in his arms.
