Griffin cleaned up the whole place until it was spotless, and decided Roman would pay for the broken item later. Not just that, he took the time to clean Violet up as well. She had stirred in the process and looked at him with those beautiful eyes, only to smile and fall back asleep.
The goddess had etched her mating rune by the side of her belly, and it was no surprise the rune shone in Roman's signature color, green. It seemed the goddess had decided to do a color upgrade when it came to their turn.
The average rune was black. Simple and functional. After all, it wasn't for aesthetics. The rune was a sacred symbol of the bond between mates. Still, lucky mates might as well take the chance to flaunt it.
Her own rune featured a central vertical line with two diagonal strokes gently angling to the right, forming a graceful, flowing shape that resembled stylized wings or open arms. It was beautiful.
