A faint breath stirred the air. Noah lay wrapped in pure white dragon wings and a fluffy tail like a cozy blanket.

She slept soundly—eyes gently closed, long lashes brushing her cheeks, slightly parted cherry lips forming a peaceful expression.

Dressed in simple yet radiant attire like a mermaid of daylight, she resembled a fairy-tale princess awaiting her prince to wake her from dreams and lead her to new wonders.

"*Mrrp...*"

Sensing Ledyah’s approach, Noah blinked open drowsy eyes and offered a serene smile.

"Demon Lord... Are you here... for a nap too?"

After lunch at the Demon King’s Castle, Noah had been drawn to the garden’s soft grass like a magnet.

Ledyah, waking soon after, had stumbled upon her by chance.

"No, I—"

Ledyah froze, mesmerized—then snapped back to reality. As she turned to leave, Noah sprang up and tackled her onto the grass.

"*Mmm... ngh...*"

Ledyah squirmed, but Noah’s arms locked around her like steel. Her struggles weakened.

"Shh, shh~ Demon Lord... rest now..."

Half-asleep, Noah cradled Ledyah like a mother soothing a child, stroking her hair. The soft pressure front and back dissolved Ledyah’s will. Exhaustion flooded her; she longed to drown forever in this warmth.

"Demon Lord... *snore*... my Demon Lord..."

Noah murmured in her sleep, a blissful smile lighting her flawless face. Her restless leg brushed Ledyah’s thigh—silky skin, plump warmth pressing gently against her. No discomfort, only melting heat.

Ledyah’s face burned. Her breath caught between two pillowy softnesses.

Like twin blossoms drifting together, stems twining in perfect harmony—a new masterpiece woven from two souls.

Distinct yet inseparable. Forever.

"*Demon Lord...*"

Honeyed whispers, intoxicating fragrance... Ledyah nearly drowned in paradise.

But duty pulled her free.

"Demon Lord... *snore*..."

Noah’s arms loosened, her smile lingering in dreams.

"*Phew...*"

Ledyah touched her flushed cheeks, Noah’s sun-warmed scent still clinging to her skin. That motherly embrace made her heart flutter.

*Focus! I have work!*

She shook her head hard, sat at her desk, and opened the files.

Most documents were pre-approved by Avel and Astolfo—just needing her signature.

*The Crimson Lotus Knight and Demon Lords Engur, Augustus, and Engur’s 50,000 troops have joined Claire’s vanguard...—Wait, that warmth... so soft... I want to feel it again...*

*Silva has surrendered his army, swearing loyalty to the Demon King’s name. Tribute details due in three days...—How is her body even built like that? So fragrant, so addictive...*

*Irusil’s adventurer patrols report rebel activity. The Hunting Knight requests investigation...—I want to touch... bury my face... that scent won’t leave me...*

"*Aaah! This is driving me crazy!*"

Ledyah shot up from her chair, papers forgotten. Even while working, her eyes kept drifting to the garden where Noah slept. She was utterly ensnared.

*Just... five minutes of calm.*

She exhaled slowly, forcing her gaze away—then spotted an urgent report.

***Dunwich Town Deputy Knight Captain’s Report:***

*Commander Crenina went missing this morning. Abyss Bishop ‘Defilement’ Elianna sighted. Crenina likely captured. Request immediate reinforcement from Demon King’s Castle Central Army.*

Ledyah shot up, crimson eyes wide with disbelief.

*Crenina? But with the current situation...*

Her temples throbbed. Leaning back, she pinched the bridge of her nose—a painful choice forming in her mind.

"Demon Lord~? Troubled~?"

Delicate hands settled on Ledyah’s shoulders, kneading gently. Tension melted under practiced fingers.

A drowsy, sweet voice floated close. Ledyah glanced back to see Noah draped over the chair back, smiling warmly.

That familiar gentleness made Ledyah’s thoughts scatter like leaves.

She steadied her voice.

"Crenina’s in danger. I’m deciding who to send."