Ethan lay on the turf, breathing in the scent of earth and nature, with Sarah still trembling from a mixture of pleasure and terror against his chest. He looked up at the starlit sky and spoke calmly.
"Crul, bring the helicopter down now. It's time to head back," Ethan said.
[Understood, Master. Initiating vertical descent at your current position,] Crul replied.
The red helicopter descended slowly, its rotors whipping the tall grass around them. Ethan stood up and covered Sarah's body with his own body so the biting morning wind wouldn't wake her; she had fallen into a deep sleep following the climax and the freefall. He lifted her into the aircraft with care, laying her on a pile of blankets he had arranged in the back to create an improvised bed.
than took the controls and flew back to the Royal Headquarters.
