The mermaids and mermen quickly set about their tasks.
Soon, Eren found himself seated comfortably inside a large white gazebo in the middle of the palace garden.
The soft sounds of the nighttime filled the air—chirps, artificial streams of flowing water, and a gentle breeze that carried the scent of the ocean.
The three moons of Labh Salem—one full, one half, and one a slim crescent—hung over the starry sky, bathing everything in a magical silver glow.
Behind Eren, the merfolk maids stood quietly, ready to serve if needed.
On the table were bottles of fine wine and strong liquors, many of them brewed specially from ranked sea herbs and rare fruits. Some of these drinks were so potent that even an S-Rank entity would feel their heads spin if they weren't careful.
Eren leaned back in his chair, holding a glass of shimmering wine in his hand. Reen sat close beside him, practically glowing with happiness.
Azurea leaned lazily on the chair's armrest. Marina sipped her own drink.
