FIRA’S POV

I was blushing when I sat on the bed. Ember was on my back, snoring. Pyro was smirking at me while putting on his upper king garment.

He is the king who does not want the assistance of others when he is setting his clothes on. I averted my look on him. I laid next to Ember and leaned my arm on her small body. After a few seconds, Pyro laid beside her on the opposite side and leaned his arm, too. I just smiled at him and he did the same thing.

I slept with a grin on my lips. I felt that Pyro intertwined our hands....