Youngling Rolan

The next morning, Orion appeared at the other side of Blackstone City in the chieftain's tent, looking refreshed and brimming with energy. Any lingering worries about himself had completely vanished.

"How are Rendall and Onyx doing?" 

Delilah stared at Orion for a long moment, unable to pinpoint what had changed about him. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that her man had transformed—his presence was sharper, his confidence and charisma radiating from within.

"Why are you staring at me? Is there something wrong with me?" 

Delilah's eyes glimmered with a hint of seduction, her voice soft and alluring. 

"I think you've become even more attractive," she said, her gaze flickering with desire before she quickly suppressed it.