Anya's Real Journey 3

In the morning, Anya woke from comfortable bedding even though she's in the middle of nowhere, again.

She looked left and right to see that there was no one with her other than her. It made it seemed like last night was just a blissful dream. But in her opinion, it could've been more blissful.

"What's the meaning of this?"

Anya frowned while working on the bedding and making it compact and portable to bring. With the giant backpack that seemed that it could fit two of her size inside, she began to look more of a traveler than an Imperial Knight.

Even though she was refreshed due to Ayensi's visit last night, she was dissatisfied.

"I'm not that tired and even if I am, he had a way to rejuvenate me instantly."

With that thought, Anya deeply gasped at what she just realized.

"Does that mean he no longer likes to do it with me!?"