Chapter 57: A Small Indulgence of Power
The next morning.
Akalaisi hadn’t slept well at all. Still weakened from her injuries, she stepped out with noticeable dark circles under her eyes.
Romon’s morning plans had been set the night before—he intended to personally pay respects to the Goddess of Wisdom and try his luck at boosting his cultural points. Who knew, maybe that would inspire the dwarves to develop a third-generation machine.
No sooner had he stepped outside than he ran into Akalaisi.
"You shouldn’t be up and about yet," Romon reminded her. This queen was a precious asset—if she could return to peak condition sooner, Thune Territory’s safety would be guaranteed. If she failed to recover fully within half a month because she ignored treatment, that would be a real pity.
"It’s all right. After taking the medicine last night, I’m already feeling much better," Akalaisi replied. She couldn’t help sneaking a glance at Romon—after all, the princess’s cries of pleasure had echoed through the halls until late into the night. This man was certainly strong.
"Just a little activity, then get back to bed and rest. Healing is your top priority," Romon instructed again.
"Thank you for your concern, Lord Romon. By the way, I asked the girls last night—they’ve all agreed to settle here. As thanks, they’re willing to serve as guards."
"Welcome," Romon replied, already aware of their decision. "You can all have breakfast in the dining hall later. I have to head out for a bit."
Akalaisi watched Romon’s figure as he walked out onto the terrace, then took off, flying northward into the sky.
Human breakfast was a bit different from what the elves were used to; it took Lornis quite a bit of effort to prepare. But even after breakfast, Romon had yet to return.