In the distance, the evening glow had unknowingly slipped below the horizon. At that moment, being held in the arms of Lady Catherine like a child, gently lulled by her humming lullaby, Julian was finally startled awake.
As he pulled his head out from between Lady Catherine's large fruits, he found himself momentarily too embarrassed to speak.
When he did similar things with Losiya, he realized that he really liked to bury his face in that part of the other person's body.
In Losiya's view, it was probably just due to his height—being beneath her during those moments naturally put his face there. Since she herself felt relaxed, she didn't think it was anything odd.
But in truth, Julian was very partial to that place. Not only during intimate moments—when Losiya held him to sleep or when he leaned against her on normal occasions—he would unconsciously rest his face there.
