Smoke swirled through the study.
A figure leaned lazily against a plush chair before the desk. The Duke's fingers rolled a short pipe, his gaze fixed on the large, floating screen. When he saw the young woman step forward, stand on her tiptoes, and kiss the half-humanoid spider monster, his golden, slitted pupils narrowed dangerously.
'It's been a while.'
The young woman was dressed in the white robes of a foreign Holy Temple, her two rabbit ears quivering in the wind. Clear tear tracks stained her snow-white skin, and her nose and eyes were completely red from crying.
Ever since she disappeared from the Divine City, the Duke's men had searched every last corner for her.
And it turned out she had gone deep into Paradise.
Disguised as a little turtle.
And had a rendezvous with another male.
From the audience's perspective, they looked to be inseparably in love.
