The tent was bigger on the inside than it looked from outside—thanks to Aiden's system-made magic tent. Each person had their own futon spread neatly on the ground. The only rule was simple: if you wanted a spot beside Aiden, you had to fight for it.
Earlier, Lysandra had said calmly, "Arisha will be sleeping beside Sir Aiden tonight. His other side is free."
That instantly turned into chaos.
"Stone! Paper! Scissor!" Luna, Nyxion, and Thristle shouted together, hands shooting forward.
Luna grinned. "Ha! Paper beats rock. I win!"
"Ughhh!" Nyxion groaned, slumping. "Heartlord, it's rigged. I should've been the one."
Thristle laughed. "I lost on purpose. Didn't wanna be squished between your obsessive hugs anyway."
So it was decided. Aiden's left had Arisha, his right had Luna. Next to Luna was Nyxion, then Thristle.
On the far side, Zera was curled up in her futon next to Vegia.
