When the Time Comes

My consciousness slowly returned, and within my faint hearing, I could discern the sound of the firewood crackling.

Alongside it, a faint sound of chatter, mixed with short giggles, echoed. Although the content of their talks didn't enter my mind, the joy in their voices filled my mind with a colorful image.

"Hmmm..."

I opened my eyes and saw two mounds blocking my view of the ceiling. A feeble hand was petting my head gently, as if soothing me into sleep. The sensation of the soft but firm thigh supporting the back of my head was extremely familiar, making me mutter the name of its owner.

"Fang...?"

"Ah, Leader! You finally woke up!"

As soon as I called her name, the two mountains moved closer before a face appeared beyond them, hair cascading as she tried hard to peek over her own chest just to see my face.

"My Lord! Finally, you're awake! We were starting to get worried, you know?"