In the morning, Annan opened his eyes in the bedroom.
He saw himself lying in bed as a graceful figure untied her robe and walked toward him.
Annan remembered.
Oh, I forgot about the Demon Lord.
The robe slipped onto the carpet. Bare calves stepped free of it, and the naked woman raised her arms to gather her blonde hair. As she moved, her face and figure came fully into view. It was Olmedo.
Annan nearly forgot this was a nightmare and blushed. He watched Olmedo approach the other him, step by step... Had the Demon Archduke changed his mind and decided to give him a steamy dream?
While Annan was still wondering, the two figures on the bed embraced. Fortunately, the Dream Realm could not show Annan anything he had never experienced. Nothing happened between him and Olmedo. They simply held each other and whispered sweet nothings.
Olmedo gazed into his black eyes and praised them. "Your eyes are stars against the night, their light with wisdom shining bright; they guide me where the unknown lies and light my journey through this life; for that light, my thanks to you—I'll keep it in my heart forever."
Is she speaking the Common Tongue? The strange cadence made Annan doubt his own ears.
Annan gazed into her blue eyes and recited, "Your eyes are sea and boundless sky, so clear and deep they draw me in; within them wisdom flows and gives me strength to carry on; I'll hold this love within my heart and cherish it for all my days."
It was the most cultured Annan had ever sounded. He could hardly resist interrupting this beautiful dream.
The Annan and Olmedo on the bed kept trading sweet words. Their operatic recitations drove all thoughts of romance from his mind. Instead,