Royal Customs
Early morning inside the royal palace of the Phoenix clan...
Kent, who embraced Soya in his hands, woke up to the sound of beautiful music coming from outside his room door. Clearly, a large group of women were singing praises for him while playing rhythmic, soothing, and aesthetic music.
Kent, who didn't know the customs of a royal palace, tried to get up from the bed. But Soya held onto his hand and dragged him closer in a drowsy state. With a smile, Kent placed a finger on her forehead and slowly ran along her nose, lips, chin, neck, and chest.
As his finger passed through the central grove of her two mountains, a rare shy smile appeared on Soya's face, and she immediately opened her eyes. "Stop tickling me." Soya spoke annoyedly and turned upside down to sleep on her stomach.
"Can't you hear the music outside? What is it?" Kent asked while plying on her back with his finger.