Good night, Frank.

"I want to love you, Frank. Just as much as you love me, or maybe more than that. So, don't just ask me to recover. It's not enough. You should demand more, will you?"

For a moment, Dragon could only stare at Hera in a daze. Just a second ago, he was assuming she would ask him to let her go for whatever martyr reason she had in mind. But alas, he didn't expect to hear all these words from her.

It was in his plan to make her his, to make her do everything he wanted. His plan stretched to the point where she would bark if he asked her to or lick his shoes without questions asked. All he needed was to ask, and she would do it, just like what he was willing to do for her in the past. He should have known that after years of hard work, this situation was inevitable.

But why was he speechless for the first time in a long time after hearing her heart?