"Lucan-sama, say ahhh," Maris instructed, her tone playful as she held a piece of grilled fish on a fork towards him.
Lucan hesitated for a moment but then complied, opening his mouth. "A-ahhh..."
Maris carefully fed him the fish, watching with a satisfied smile as he chewed. The two had been stranded on a deserted island, and night had now fallen. Despite their predicament, Maris seemed to be in unusually high spirits, her behavior far more relaxed and intimate than usual.
They had set up a small campfire on the beach, using the driftwood they had gathered earlier. The fire crackled softly, casting a warm glow around them as the sound of waves lapping against the shore filled the night air. Overhead, the sky was a canvas of deep blue, dotted with countless stars that twinkled like diamonds.
"Here, another bite," Maris urged, holding out another piece of fish.
