The Twelfth Maid
Lawrend and Juju sat beside the lake. Juju rested her head on his shoulder while he wrapped his arm over her shoulder. The two of them stared at the reddish starry sky in silence.
"That was hot and fun…" Juju whispered and faintly blushed with her eyes kept at the stars.
"It was great," Lawrend replied.
He rubbed her shoulder with the palm of his hand.
They stayed in that position for a few hours until the sun started rising from the horizon.
"Let's go back," Lawrend said.
He stood up and Juju followed behind him. They flew to the skies and arrived at the village Aleshia and the others had made in the past five years.
It was significantly larger than before, but it still looked backwards as there were no extravagant or luxurious furniture available in the area.
"Master is here!" Elena shouted.