The journey from the ruined bathroom to the master bedroom was a blur of wet skin, steam, and eager hands.
We left a trail of water and discarded towels across the polished floors, but none of us cared. The only thing that mattered was the massive bed waiting for us, and the dragon princess we were about to welcome into our family.
We collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. Astra was in the center, her silver hair fanned out around her, her eyes wide with a mixture of apprehension and raw desire. Celeste and Reika flanked her, their hands gently stroking her skin, murmuring words of encouragement. Valka loomed over them all, her presence a dominant, reassuring force.
I knelt at the foot of the bed, my gaze fixed on Astra. The pressure in my chest was immense, the four different mana signatures inside me a chaotic storm. But looking at her, at the trust in her eyes, the storm calmed slightly, focusing into a single, powerful intent.
