The rocky road leading out from the capital caused the elegant carriage to bounce. A male driver chews on tobacco while holding the reins, his brow covered in beads of sweat.
Meanwhile, inside, Asura sits with his eyes closed, relaxing on the soft leather seat filled with smooth padding.
On his lap, Lucia sits, hugging his neck while smiling to herself. A feeling of liberation after quitting her role as a Royal Guard and now becoming his knight.
'Thanks to the queen~ I can be with you always, Asura.'
She watched him sleeping, her hands stroking his smooth cheeks, wondering how he avoided stubble.
To the side was Helliana—she never caused issues and gave a gentle smile to Lucia when she looked over to make sure there wasn't a problem with her hogging Asura.
"What's the matter, Lucia?" Her sensual voice echoed through the carriage, causing her to jump.
"A-Ah... nothing, I just wondered if you wanted to be closer?"
"To Asura?"
