The study room echoed with objections. Voices overlapped one after another, sharp and frustrated.
Every single one of them hated Aether's idea, even if deep down they knew it was probably the best option left in this pointless, endless war.
For hours, Aether argued with them without backing down once. The discussion turned into chaos more than once. At one point, they even tried calling others (His other wives) for help just to physically restrain him before he could disappear again.
Unfortunately for them, duty dragged them away one after another. Emergency reports.
Using that brief opening, Aether shamelessly labelled his suicidal proposal as merely 'Postponed.'
Before leaving, every one of them kissed him. One softly, One angrily, One with trembling lips, carrying fear they refused to voice aloud.
And every single one of them warned him not to do anything behind their backs again.
After witnessing what had just happened today, they clearly understood one terrifying fact.
