Caelen groaned as he yawned, the sound deep in his chest. He sat up, stretching until his shoulders popped, feeling a surprising lightness in his body. It wasn't just being well-rested, there was an extra spark of energy humming through him.
"Man…" he muttered, rubbing his eyes before finally waking enough to look around.
His gaze inevitably found her. Evelyn. She was lying peacefully beside him.
The way the morning light slid across her brown skin made the events of last night replay in his mind, and along with them, the expression she'd worn when she'd lost herself to him.
His weapon between his legs stirred at the memory, and he shut his eyes for a second.
"Calm down…" he whispered to himself, dragging in a slow breath.
Needing a distraction, he brought up the system interface and pulled up her details.
[Personal Info]
Name: Evelyn Sylraen
Race: Dark Elf–Succubus
Age: 32
Affiliation: —Title: The Golden Princess
Status: Stable (Fully Restored)
