Klaus woke up the next day with renewed vigor. The night had been one of the best yet, thanks to Miriam using her spiritual qi to enhance the massage, making it far more effective than a regular one. Klaus had had a hectic week, and though he hadn't shown it, the War Goddess could see the fatigue in his eyes.
While he drifted into sleep, she had spent a great deal of time massaging his muscles to the best of her ability. But while Klaus was enjoying it in his sleep, Miriam couldn't quite believe herself.
The emotionless War Goddess, now a mere massage artist—that was just unbelievable. She definitely didn't want anyone to hear about it or, worse, see her doing it. Klaus had somehow managed to make her lower her standards, something she never thought possible.
