The next morning, Ambrose's forehead creased, his eyes taking a while to fully open. Once they did, he took in the room and how sunlight shone into it from the windows.
He turned on the bed while his arms subconsciously searched around him. However, when he felt nothing but an empty bed, his heart skipped a beat.
He sat up, sweat already clinging to his naked torso as he scanned his eyes through the room.
Neither Devon nor Orion was here.
[Good morning, sweetheart.] Aura chimed in his head with that horrible timing. [Ready for today's daily quest?]
He groaned, rubbing a hand down his face. 'What happens if I stop doing daily quests?'
[Well… other than the ones with penalties attached, nothing much. But if you want a higher chance of evolving, I'd suggest the host keeps up his current streak of daily quests.]
Ambrose sucked in a breath.
Of course.
