The next morning.
Javier woke before dawn, eyes still heavy with sleep.
As usual, all his girls were gathered around him on the bed.
Inside his mind.
Hmm… Since Liana and I have already crossed that line, I wonder if I can finally be with Gloria next? She's been waiting patiently since Arjam… but with everything happening this week, Father's wedding with Queen Mylezra, his coronation, and all the foreign guests arriving, I doubt I'll have much time for private moments.
He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Liana's forehead, then to Gloria's. He stroked Felicia's and Mimi's tails, careful and affectionate, before reaching over to softly touch Delya's horn.
Sometimes I think I really am the luckiest ikemen in this world. Reborn into the Armand family, surrounded by such beautiful future wives… Ehehehe. What more could I ask for?
But then a shadow crossed his mind.
