Asura woke up to an empty bed, a thick scent of Verana lingering on his body.
The room carried the sweet scent of jasmine and vanilla, a lingering reminder of Verana's presence.
'Hmm... Are they still at that thing?'
Verana had gone to prepare breakfast with the other ladies, their actions of jealousy and competition a constant source of discomfort for Asura.
It seemed they had ceased their open competition, a change he had requested, but they now resorted to using meals, training, and battles to vie for his attention. A fact that only heightened his unease. "Well, let's get ready and go see how things are going."
Asura slipped out of bed and looked out the window, admiring how hard-working Westrin and their men were. Outside, they were working on the inner wall and repairing the vital structures of the city, like the sewage, water works and distribution roads for food and vital supplies.
