The morning light bathed the suite in golden hues, highlighting the satisfied glow on Rui's face.
She stretched languidly, her body pleasantly sore from their night together.
"We should return to the Underworld soon," she murmured reluctantly.
"The Trial of Pride awaits, and I need to prepare."
Zou nodded in agreement, but his expression remained playful.
"Pride... that one might be interesting. Perhaps Shen would be the best companion for that trial."
"Oh?" Rui raised an eyebrow. "And why is that?"
"Because," Zou said, his tails briefly materializing as he pulled her closer, "he's almost as prideful as I am, but with none of my charming self-awareness."
Rui snorted, shoving at his chest.
"Your humility is truly inspiring."
"I never claimed to be humble." Zou's smile softened as he gazed at her.
"But I am yours, completely. No trial will change that."
The weight of his words settled between them, a promise more binding than any vow.
