Aiden waved Valeria off, his expression unreadable. "No need to worry. I can call any of your sisters whenever I choose," he said, already sending a mental summons to another of his special attendants. A faint smile played on his lips as he considered his newfound craving—an insatiable drive he couldn't fully explain. Perhaps it was the intensity of dual cultivation, merging his powers with those of his chosen partners, or maybe it was the energy of the laws he now wielded. Whatever the cause, the need was there, relentless sometimes.
Valeria, her gaze steady, offered a final bow. "Understood, Master," she replied.
Aiden watched Valeria slip into her clothes, each movement precise and graceful. Once she was fully dressed, she gave him a respectful nod, understanding his unspoken command. She'd done this a hundred times before, and each time, her loyalty and lethal efficiency impressed him.
