Several months ago, before the declared pregnancy of the Dragon of Liberation. The United World Government had just been established by the United Navy, prompting about an election going on in the background. Peace had permeated throughout the sea region of Terra, making the challenges that they faced worthwhile.
Somewhere in the island of Crescere, the fleet admiral was walking along the vast plains of the eastern grassland with the dragoness right beside him. Calmness enveloped the two of them as they continued strolling aimlessly in the evergreen landscape.
Now that they had received their well-deserved tranquility after the conclusion of the final battle in Terra, the two had decided to give themselves time with one another. After all, the war against the Colonial Dominion made them far too busy.
