The sea breeze made its way up the slope, mingling with the scent of lavender to create an exceptionally comforting lullaby. Fischer felt as though he had been asleep in this tranquil place for a long time. When he groggily opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was that his head was resting on something soft.
His vision was still unfocused, engulfing his sight in a blur. However, after a few flutters of his nose, he caught the faint fragrance of a woman and the strands of black curly hair cascading down.
As his gaze gradually cleared, he saw a beautiful and elegant young woman in front of him, her skin fair and soft. She had lightly dabbed her lips with a lipstick favored by Nali ladies, endowing her demeanor with a charming, tempting allure. Yet, what left the deepest impression were those deep purple eyes of hers, profound as the starry heavens.
