"Both the Queen and the Patriarch haven't exited the room after 25 hours," Vainya said with worry. "Don't you think we should check on them?"
"Nah, the Queen and the Patriarch will be fine," Denebola Blue said, currently testing some of the silver-made medical instruments that was sent by the Research and Development section, a new section under the Manufacture Department that includes everything that Juani and Droste was doing since the start of the Logistic Team. "I reckon that they might go on for another five hours, but the Patriarch has already contacted me through the soul link that they will be finishing soon."
"You what?"
"I'm the sole medical practitioner of this kingdom, Vainya," Denebola pushed the liquid out of the syringe, with an expressionless deadpan. "Their sexual health is also part of my job. Ensuring that things won't go wrong in their intimate relationship, is also part of my work."
"Isn't that somewhat indecent?"
