Shard, emerging from the white fog at the bedroom door, lowered his hands that had maintained an embracing posture and looked toward Mia, who was staring at him from the bed with wide eyes.
Undoubtedly, the cat was awake, lying in a long strip next to the pillow. Chin resting on the soft bedding, her amber eyes curiously watched Shard. Clearly, before half-past six, she had no intention of leaving the soft pillow.
"Could it be this simple?"
The Ring of Fate appeared behind him, and Shard turned his head to look back; the second Spirit Rune of the Three Rings, "Yellow Moon," was indeed engraved there. The Spirit Rune flickered with a golden hue, and though it was obtained from a witch, the essence of this power was related to a certain deity—an unknown deity's miracle.
"You really are generous."
While Shard scanned the bedroom, "she" whispered softly in his ear:
"The Arcane Techniques bestowed by the Tree Father, all willing to be traded away."
