“Well yes, but you’re not some outsider. You’re my woman,” replied Zivon in a way that suggested that being his woman meant that she could do whatever she wanted… Blushing slightly, she was quick to say, “…W-well… Um, I’ll… Go wash up first! Please give me a moment!” Nodding in response, Zivon then watched as she scurried off into the bathroom… It didn’t take long for her to be done, and soon enough, he was already leading her downstairs. To Xavia’s surprise, there was already breakfast on the table, including some milk, hard-boiled eggs, and chicken soup. “I can’t cook complicated dishes yet, but at the very least we can eat at home… Don’t worry, I’ll learn to cook once I have the time,” explained Zivon who felt slightly bad that this was all he could offer her after what had happened the night before. Xavia, however, was plenty satisfied. After all, not only did that prestigious man take the time to cook for her, but he had also made soup for her, a clear sign that he was thi
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