"Hihihi! We finally get to sleep together! Isn't that great, Ves?"
"Yeah.. great..."
At the Austen Estate, his bedroom received a minor makeover. Gloriana had ordered a team of bots to bring some closets and furniture from her old bedroom.
Ves felt as if his bedroom was no longer entirely his bedroom. While he hadn't bothered to decorate and personalize a chamber that he would soon be leaving, he still felt a bit bothered at the abrupt change in scenery.
As Gloriana emerged from the bathroom in pajamas, she dove into the bed.
"Miaow."
Clixie, who was laying on a cushion, began to roll towards her owner.
This prompted Gloriana to grasp her cat and hug her cozily against her chest. She giggled and kissed Clixie on the forehead.
When Ves, clad in his own pajamas, slid into the other side of the king-sized bed, he stared at Gloriana and took in her rosy, bath-scented presence.
He never really thought this day would come so soon. He had become so used to sleeping in his bed by himself that he hadn't really fathomed lying alongside someone else!
The only times when he slept in a bed with others was when he was just four or five years old! He remembered being scared of the dark and heading to his parents' bedroom in order to beg his mother to protect him from the menace of the shadows!
"What are you thinking, Ves?"
"Oh, ummm.. is it really okay for you to sleep with me? I.. wouldn't want to bother your mother."
"It's fine, Ves!" She sleepily grinned while cozying up to the furball in her arms. "I already told you that the old rules don't apply anymore. Becoming a genuine masterwork mech designer at your age is enough to make my mother and those stiff matriarchs from my dynasty regard you in a different light!"
Even Hexers recognized the accomplishments of exceptional males. Naturally, they also continued to regard them as boys. People like Ves were just similar to child prodigies in that regard.
Though Ves disliked such treatment, it was better than being disregarded, so he would take what he could get.
That didn't mean he developed any sort of appreciation for the Hexers. He was still determined to stay as far away from the Hegemony as possible!
"Lights, off." He spoke.
The lights in the bedroom faded out, leaving the bedroom in near-darkness. Only a small amount of light filtering through the darkened windows.
"Goodnight, Ves."
"Goodnight, Gloriana."
As Gloriana started to doze off while clinging to Clixie like a stuffed animal, Ves felt a bit awkward.
A part of him felt that he should be doing something more, but...
"Miaow."
Clixie was in the way! Even as Gloriana snuggling against her back, the cat's round eyes glinted at Ves with a wary expression!
"Meow."
What was more, Lucky was watching curiously from the foot of the bed!
On top of that, Ves could hear the small movements of the combat armor worn by the guards keeping them safe!
Aside from Nitaa, who was always present in his vicinity, over a dozen guards from the Glory Battalion silently stood guard from all directions.
How could Ves possibly cozy up to his girlfriend with all of these onlookers present? His excitement instantly dropped at the thought that all of them possessed night vision capabilities!
Seeing that Gloriana started to fade into slumber with a content smile, Ves realized that she didn't intend to do anything more than sleep with him today.
He shrugged helplessly. He felt as if he had been hoodwinked somehow. Was this how his nights with Gloriana would proceed from now on? Would he ever be able to share the same bed with her without the peanut gallery watching his every move?
He was not a public performer! He was just a mech designer!
"Forget it." He muttered and turned around.
Sleep came slowly. After a turbulent night of rest, Ves woke up the next morning feeling only half as refreshed as usual.
As the morning light poured through the automatically-cleared windows, a gentle ray of sunshine landed on Gloriana's smiling face.
"Miaow."
Clixie had squirmed out of Gloriana's grasp at some point. She was wide awake and rested on the table next to where he put the Larkinson Mandate.
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