"Why are there so few women among syrinxes?" Luanlia was puzzled.
"The Creator of the sphere of syrinxes - winged Serpent is a male. His Sons received a particle of his Spirit. Women can incarnate among them if He invite female Essences that have the opposite energy that attracts men somuch. In the spiritual world these must be special Souls. There are not as many of them as it might seem, and not everyone wants to live among many men and serve Prosperity, giving everyone love. That's why it's not so simple! Why did you decide to come back to syrinxes?"
Luanlia was taken by surprise with this question, because she herself did not understand why she agreed to join the ranks of the Syrinxes again.
"Then don't be surprised why they treat you like that. Your husband does not push you around, but strives to find happiness together for a long period. You still need to decide on the right choice. Can you enjoy eternal existence and give love to those around you? We will have time for this to understand what you want," Rohen said seriously and thought for a while.
Luanlia became upset, sitting in a chair, looking sideways at the frozen Overlord. It now became clear to her why she used to hate the syrinxes so much and at the same time feels an irresistible lust for them.
The habits of past lives do not disappear and are dragged into new incarnations, creating the same problems: the inevitable falling in love with the romantic image of a handsome winged man, envy of immortality and magic, an endless need for pleasure. But one day she was so fed up with all this that only death saved her from the destructive cold in her heart.
Why couldn't she continue to live as a princess? Is the soul really so exhausted from immortal existence? Others cope and live for more than a thousand years, enjoying a wonderful life. Something very important left her soul…
Love is the eternal binding force that holds entire worlds together, giving them Prosperity. Everyone tells her about this, that this magical feeling should never dry up in order to live on with pleasure.
Rohen suddenly interrupted her thoughts by turning to her with a warm smile.
"Do you want to rest your eyes?"
The princess shrugged. He stood up and lifted her from the chair, holding her hand. At that same moment, they found themselves in an unknown area with a bizarre landscape, illuminated by a pink-lilac sun gently shining on the horizon, emitting myriads of diamond sparks.
"Wow!" Luanlia was loudly amazed. "How beautiful!"
"Irmis! An incredible star, I can't believe it! It shines and gives joy with its magnificent magic. I've seen so much, but I often come back here to marvel at this miracle. This image is inspiring, isn't it?"
"Is this a colony of syrinxes?"
The girl looked up with admiration the unusual-looking plants of purple and violet shades growing in lush abundance on the orange soil.
"Yes, it's very far from Zaria."
"Are you feeling better?" Rohen asked sympathetically in a gentle voice.
Luanlia turned to him with a cheerful smile and hugged his waist, resting her head on his chest.
"And fell in love with me?" He laughed, grabbing her shoulders.
"You are so kind and gorgeous. It's so nice to be with you, just like with Gedeon!"
"Well, well! You compared me to a teen! Do you miss him?"
They found themselves back in Azaren's palace, still hugging each other.
"Your love is splendid, and I rejoice looking at you. I see no reason to interfere with your connection, but the whole problem is Adivaris. He still wants to be the only one for you, which is not very possible in our society. You are capable of loving many men and your place is among us. I like it, but he will have to come to terms with the fact that you will shower the syrinxes with your soft love energy."
Rohen slowly and breathily began to kiss her, enjoying every touch, and she willingly answered him in the same way. None of them expected that their first meeting would suddenly turn into a date, and then into stormy intimacy for the entire night.