David strolled along the winding garden path, the vibrant flora bathed in the soft amber glow of the setting sun. His mind buzzed with the echoes of his earlier conversation, not just with Salomonis but also with the women now linked to him through the "[Harem Bond]" skill.
Every time their voices resonated in his mind, a small, satisfied smile crept onto his lips. It was a surreal connection, but one he found unexpectedly comforting.
"I suppose this is my life now," he muttered under his breath, the faint rustling of leaves his only companion.
As he walked, he occasionally encountered guards stationed along the pathways, their armor glinting under the fading light. Each time, he asked for directions back to his guest chambers. The answers varied slightly, but the consensus was the same: cutting through the training grounds would save him time.
