Birds sang their morning chorus, weaving melodies through the crisp academy air. Sunlight filtered through the windows in golden streams, painting the room in warm amber hues.
Cale slowly opened his eyes to find a pristine white back in front of him.
He went straight for the hug, one hand creeping up to her breast while the other slipped between her legs, making slow circles on her folds. Although, he wanted anything but sex right now.
"Hnn~"
Emma moaned softly.
To keep from continuing, he stopped after a few minutes and kissed her long elf ears, smiling.
"I know you're up~"
Emma mumbled, "Heartless bastard. Can't I rest here?"
"We both have a lot of preparations to do, you know."
After fifteen minutes... he sighed and got up, producing the soul armor's white robe to cover his body. He sat on the chair and pulled out some papers.
"Phew, my first love letter, huh?"
He started writing.
'Dear Princess...'
