「Celestial Court, three days later.」
Accompanied by the first ray of morning sunlight, Wu Wang's palm left the smooth, moist waist as he slowly stood up.
He had grown somewhat fond of standing by the window after waking up to ponder, to watch the surging sea of clouds and to feel through the Heavenly Dao the restlessness that arose among all living beings when the sun rose high.
A day's plan starts with the morning.
Wu Wang had returned to the Celestial Court the day before. After a lengthy absence from his two wives, the joy of their reunion was like a new marriage. Having had some free time last night, he had 'toured' the East Garden and then the West Garden.
That status within the family was displayed without omission.
In the warm spring idleness of the courtyard, it was fine to steal some leisure, although one should not be greedy for more.
