Chapter 291: Living in a fairytale is nice as long as the Demon Lord is a gentleman
"Baby...it’s been more than a week now, when will you wake up?"
I caressed the condensed mana ball on my lap. It had gotten less murky than before, which meant Jade was steadily digesting the energy contained inside. But it was such a slow pace, different from before. Perhaps because instead of blindly eating it as energy, Jade was using the energy to support the meditational state of its evolution process, absorbing the magical code contained in each strand of mana.
Or so D’Ara told me. She checked in again through Eruha after three days, and said she’d continue to do so until Jade was awake.
Again, it was such a relief, to have a connection.
"Do I really need to wait for a month?"
"Is this enough, Young Master? Should we place it here?" the guards’ voice turned my attention away from the little bird, and I looked at the dozen or so potted plants that they brought to Jade’s room.
"Yes, thank you," I nodded.
The potted plants were arranged circularly around the hanging chair which I often used when I played with Jade in the room. I caressed one of the plants, sending my mana, and whispering my request. The plants wriggled, extending branches and foliage toward the chair. They met in the center to create a new, more comfortable cradle for the mana sphere.
Slowly, and carefully, I put the sphere and Jade on the cradle. The door to the room creaked open just as did so, and footsteps approached me in a familiar rhythm. Cold hands circled my waist and cold lips were on my shoulder.
"That looks comfortable," Natha whispered, taking my fingers in his other hand.
"You think so?" I leaned into his chest and sighed. "I don’t want Jade to fall when it’s over."