In the deep inhalation of sweet breaths, the briny taste of the sea emerged.

As if savoring an irresistible taste, Aaron lightly nibbled on the tender skin, captivated by the unforgettable flavor.
Delia, dazed as if swept away by the waves, gasped for breath, and Aaron released a breath as thin as a sheet of paper.

Aaron’s voice, still affected by unresolved thirst, broke low.

“No. Whether it’s conquering the world or anything else, Commander, just stay here.”

Aaron’s rough breath flowed down Delia’s shoulders, reaching the wounds on her arms.

Just touching the wounds elicited a response from her entire body.

A warm energy circulated through her, tingling at her fingertips and toes.

Delia, entranced by the delicate sensations, lost strength in her legs and leaned against the table, hands clutching its edge.

“I’ll bring it myself. So just stay here.”

Without time to think, Delia responded to Aaron’s urgent demand.

“Yeah.”

Delia’s response carried a high-pitched wheeze.

What he wanted to give her was too burdensome, and she couldn’t gather her thoughts.

The scorching heat became a giant wave, overwhelming Delia.

In the distant feeling, she tried to grasp something but found nothing.

Even if she managed to exert some force on the hand gripping the table, eventually, she slipped.

Aaron covered Delia’s weakly trembling hand.

His large hand enveloped her small, soft hand.

“To be a wise commander, you should listen to the aide’s words.”

With a hint of intensified greed, Aaron caressed Delia’s hand.

His thick fingers gently twirled around her slender ones.

“Even though I’m in charge.”

As Delia tried to protest, Aaron put on the ring and subtly exerted pressure.

Just as imagined, the hand with the ring was pushed down, unable to move.

Under the powerful force, Delia bit down on her protests.

However, a moan, not yet swallowed between her lips, faintly seeped out.

The sound, resembling waves crashing against rocks, permeated the dark restaurant.

Like a ship tossed by turbulent waves, her body lost balance and crumbled.

Aaron’s strong arms firmly held Delia’s body, swaying from losing balance.

Yet, even the hat on top of her head was ignored.

As if being swept away by the waves, the hat eventually fell off.

Exhaling restrained breaths into Delia’s ear, Aaron whispered.

“Don’t go anywhere. Stay in Eorenti.”

Delia didn’t respond.

Aaron didn’t expect a response.

The lantern on the table vibrated vigorously, illuminating the two soaked figures.

Creak, creak.

The gentle waves created a rhythm that perfectly adhered to the entwined pair.

In the soothing undulations resembling a cradle, Aaron opened his eyes with a smile.

Through the originally patterned porthole, the intense morning sunlight poured in.

Aaron’s sluggish ashen pupils lightly swept across the cabin, now filled with light.
In the cabin for the royal family, there was a bed with a silk quilt embroidered with gold thread, a red-scented wooden table, and a wardrobe with olive wood carvings.

The unique delicate flavor of Eorenti lingered in the guest room.

When Aaron carried Delia, who kept losing balance and slipping, things that weren’t visible before now caught his eye.

Last night, there was no time to examine the small Delia nestled in his arms.

How lovely it was when she floated in his arms.

How beautiful the moist crying sound spread with each sway.

Without a chance to inspect her surroundings, he delved even deeper.

Thanks to it, the luxurious and beautiful cabin was filled with a damp atmosphere.

Thinking about last night, the corners of his mouth involuntarily softened.

Aaron, using his shoulder as a pillow, gazed at Delia deeply asleep.

The arm that clung to him all night was now raised, resting on his chest.

A fair and slender hand moved up and down along with his breath.

He couldn’t wait until she woke up.

Seeing the empty, desolate fingers, he couldn’t bear it.

It felt like displaying a beautiful gem in a deserted field.

Surrounded by greedy eyes, Aaron’s princess shot glares fearlessly.

If he couldn’t stop the princess, he should stop them.

He had to mark them so that not even their glances could touch.

“My princess.”

With a slight impatience, Aaron chuckled and groped near his head.

To ensure Delia, still asleep, didn’t wake up, he carefully explored with his arms, and tiny veins emerged.

The hand that firmly held Delia last night stopped only after finding what he sought.

A small box that could fit in the palm of his hand.

Aaron withdrew his hand from the golden waves he was caressing and opened the box.

The ring, polished with a forging technique newly developed by a Loenin artisan, sparkled dazzlingly as if the sunlight touched the sea.

It was different from the commonly seen diamonds so far.

It was challenging to count the facets even with the naked eye, showing the delicate craftsmanship applied to the small gem.

Aaron cautiously lifted Delia’s sleeping hand.

With one hand, he took out the ring and slid it onto Delia’s finger.

The sparkling ring descended smoothly along her smooth finger.

Finally, the ring found its place, engraved in Aaron’s eyes.

At the wedding…

I should find a thicker egg.

Satisfied with the current happiness, Aaron gently touched the finger with the ring.

After lightly kissing the ring, Aaron put his hand back in place.

Delia, unaware of what had happened, was deeply asleep.
Nash’s breath tickled Aaron’s chest.

The touching warmth gently eased Aaron’s heart.

Not willing to miss the moment, he tightened his arms around Delia’s back.

“Umm.”

Feeling Aaron’s energy, Delia, perhaps trying to get up, tossed her body.

With a deeply sleepy voice after a night of torment, she murmured.

“I want to sleep more.”