A silver-black spacecraft slowly traversed the transparent celestial web, creating ripples akin to water as it made its way toward the vast universe.
Lora leaned against the doorway, watching her son play with Shadows, her eyes filled with tenderness.
Marcus approached and gently tidied her slightly disheveled bangs, whispering, "Lora, I still believe that we shouldn't bring Van out. It has been said that we should provide him with a complete and safe childhood. Our missions are always dangerous, and what if we accidentally lose him one day?"
Although Marcus had always encouraged their cub to venture into the universe in the future, it was definitely not at such a young age.
Lora shot him a sharp glance, "No jinxing!"
"Lora, I'm not jinxing anything!"
"And no making false promises!"
"Okay."
Who could have imagined that the Ninth Prince, who once terrified the entire universe with his beastly aura, would now be by Lora's side, obediently wagging his nine tails?