[Silthara Palace — Malika's Private Residency — Continuation]
CRACK...
The tiny sound echoed once more through the silent corridor; no one moved, and no one even dared to breathe. Levin remained frozen where he sat, both arms carefully cradling the enormous silver and golden eggs against his chest.
Another thin fracture slowly spread across the silver shell like moonlight crawling over polished crystal.
". . . "
Silence.
Lyresaph immediately climbed onto Levin's shoulder, his long silver body curling carefully around him. His deep blue eyes widened as he stared at the silver egg.
Suddenly, his tail began swaying back and forth.
"...Hrrr..."
A low, excited rumble escaped his throat as his little claws gently tapped Levin's shoulder, repeatedly pointing his snout toward the egg. Asha immediately stood, her ears rising as she cautiously approached the blankets.
