Days passed in a blur of sweetness. After the night their souls and bodies finally fused, the atmosphere between Han Soi and Yue Yue changed completely.
The cold, sharp edges of the War God had melted into a soft, doting puddle whenever his wife was around.
They were finally heading towards the Temple for the Celestial Bloom Rite. Because the journey was long and the Temple was suspended in a strange, mystical space far above the ground, Han Soi took no risks. He traveled in a massive, high-security military spaceship.
Han Soi, Yue Yue, and Lulu stayed in the primary ship, while his small army of elite soldiers followed in separate vessels. He was taking full precautions...not just against enemies, but to ensure Yue Yue's every whim was met.
Yue Yue was like a chirping bird. She had never been in such a big spaceship before, and she wanted to touch every button, look out every window, and explore every corner.
