The evening breeze lifted the beauty’s long hair, letting it sway freely amidst the night and firelight, like the Milky Way flowing down from the heavens.

She was barefoot, walking hand-in-hand on the damp sand with the man known as her 'husband.'

The sand beneath their feet was soft and cool, and occasionally, small pools of seawater would seep into the shallow footprints they left behind.

From the other side, the sound of the waves came, carrying a gentle, lingering melody.

It was Leon’s idea to hold hands.

When he had come to Rosvisser earlier, suggesting they take a walk hand-in-hand on the beach, Rosvisser had thought: *Is this dog-man really about to confess?*

*You really can’t resist, can you, dragon slayer? Ready to surrender so soon?*

But, as it turned out, the queen had underestimated him.

Leon said he just wanted to show off their love in front of the kids.

Because, the look in Noa’s eyes from a few days ago had left too strong of an impression on Leon, and he couldn’t let it go.

So he thought he might as well take advantage of this beach trip to show Noa, his second daughter, and the youngest one that their mom and dad were still very much in love.

After hearing Leon’s thoughts, Rosvisser naturally didn’t refuse.

The couple walked hand-in-hand along the beach. They looked stunning together—so striking, in fact, that they drew the attention of many passersby.

There was something truly magnetic about them when they were side by side.

Everything around them seemed to serve as mere background to accentuate their presence, and even the moon and stars in the night sky paled in comparison.

To anyone who didn’t know better, they might have thought this couple had come here for a honeymoon photoshoot.

But in reality, they were just casually walking a few steps, holding hands.

Rosvisser raised her hand to smooth out the hair the wind had tousled. "I thought there was more to this. Turns out it really was just a walk."

Leon squeezed her soft hand and shrugged. "What else did you expect?"

"A confession, of course."

Rosvisser said, "The evening breeze, the beach, the sea, the firelight, and stars—it’s the perfect setup for a confession."

"Sure, go ahead then," Leon said.

The queen paused in her steps, looking sideways at the dog-man. "What do you mean? You want *me* to confess?"

"Aren’t you the one saying it’s the perfect setup for a confession? You’ve been pushing for it, so go on. I’m listening."

Rosvisser smirked and playfully punched his arm. "If you want this queen to confess to you, you’ll have to wait until the next life."

"Oh, I’m so touched."

Rosvisser blinked in confusion. "Touched? Touched by what?"

"I was only thinking about this life, but it turns out you’ve already made plans for our next life together. That’s even more touching than a confession."

Rosvisser let go of Leon’s hand and kicked him straight into the sea.

But fortunately for General Leon, years of military experience had given him ample combat reflexes.

In the moment his body fell towards the water, he grabbed onto the edge of Rosvisser’s clothes.

*Sploosh—*

Rosvisser’s surprised scream was drowned out by the crashing of the waves.

The two of them tumbled into the shallow water beside the beach.

When she finally came to her senses, she found herself lying on top of Leon.

Her chin was resting on his chest, and as she looked up, she saw the dog-man lying in the swirling sea, a smug grin plastered across his face as he stared back at her.

Rosvisser bit her lip in frustration and gave his side a firm pinch.

Then, before he could yelp, she covered his mouth with her hand.

The series of movements was so smooth, it was clear she had practiced this many times before—likely in bed.

Satisfied with her revenge, Rosvisser finally stood up.

She crossed her arms over her chest and gave Leon a cold glance, snorting, "In the next life, I hope I don’t meet you again."

Leon stood up from the water and leaned in closer. "What about the life after that?"

"Still don’t want to."

"Ah, so it seems we’ll just have to complete everything we want to do in this life, huh?"

Rosvisser raised an eyebrow and casually asked, "Such as?"

"Like having a few more kids..."

"Ah—! You’re just asking to get beaten up!"

Before the words were even fully out of her mouth, Rosvisser laughed and raised her hand, but Leon dodged playfully.

Before she could land her soft slap, he smoothly grabbed her hand again.

Rosvisser symbolically tried to shake him off once or twice.

She couldn’t.

"Tsk, childish."

She resigned herself to the childish dragon-slayer and let him hold her hand, continuing to stroll along the beach.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the beach, their three dragon daughters watched their parents, who were now acting like a pair of overgrown children, each with a different expression and internal dialogue.

Moon: “Mom and dad are so cute~”

Aurora : "I don’t get it, but since mom already kicked dad, it seems reasonable for me to give him an uppercut too, right?"

Noa: “Reborn as the daughter of a dragon-slayer, my dad can one-shot Constantine but gets kicked into the sea by mom.”

But Noa’s thoughts didn’t stop there.

Leon’s worries had been spot on; Noa had indeed felt a slight... concern about her parents’ relationship and the stability of their family these past few days.

That night, when she had gone to their room to find them, she was met with an empty space.

And after that night, they were gone for five whole days.

She had asked Anna where her parents had gone.

Anna said they had gone to take care of some things, and asked the princess not to worry.

Noa had asked what kind of things they couldn’t even tell their own daughter about.

Anna’s reply was, “Sometimes, adult matters are complicated, and even a daughter can’t always know.”

Normally, Noa hated being treated like a child.

But this one time, she accepted that explanation—because she realized how little she actually understood about her parents.

For so long, she had simply basked in their love, but never truly tried to understand these two people who loved her.

Reflecting on all the little things she had noticed but never questioned, Noa’s sharp mind began to form a rather unpleasant thought:

The thing her parents had been hiding from her—was it something that could affect their entire family?

If that thing ever got out of control, or was exposed by some outside force, it could destroy their entire family.

Noa couldn’t stop thinking about it. Even after her parents returned, the shadow hanging over her heart remained.

It felt like she had returned to the state she had been in when her father first woke up.

She wanted to find proof in every little thing that her parents loved each other, that they cared about their family, and that they would never let it fall apart.

Luckily, Noa K. Mielkve had the best father in the world.

With just a single worried look from her, Leon had done everything in his power to ease his daughter’s concerns.

Her father understood her, loved her, and acted swiftly.

Tonight, both Leon and Rosvisser’s behavior only further solidified in Noa’s heart the belief that *they did love each other, they did care about their family.*

The little dragon girl's worries and troubles slowly began to fade away with the cool night breeze.

Though there was still some lingering fear about the day they might part, the happiness of this moment—like water overflowing from a cup—was enough to help Noa forget those fears for the time being.

"Big sis, big sis, big sis!!"

Moon suddenly shook Noa’s arm excitedly, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"What is it?" Noa asked, turning to look at her little sister.

Moon jumped up and down, pointing excitedly towards the distant shoreline. "Mom and dad are doing something kids shouldn’t be watching!"

"Huh?"

Noa followed Moon’s finger and, sure enough—

There they were, standing in the water, with the waves lapping up around their ankles.

Mom’s silver hair cascaded down like a dazzling fringe;

Dad’s large hand was wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her close against his chest.

They were gazing at each other, their noses barely touching, their lips brushing together.

The beauty lifted her hand, gently caressing her husband’s cheek as she smiled warmly and said, “You know our daughters are watching, right?”

“I know.”

“Then you also know some things aren’t meant for children to see.”

“Just a little bit, Your Majesty.”

Rosvisser’s cheeks flushed pink, and she let out a soft laugh. “Fine, fine, just a little~”

She closed her eyes and leaned in to kiss the man in front of her.

Meanwhile, on the other side—

Noa was completely entranced.

Now she finally understood Principal Wilson’s obsession—it turns out *shipping* is really enjoyable!

Moon, however, quietly covered her youngest sister’s eyes, whispering seriously, “Kids shouldn’t be watching this~”

Aurora: Second sister, I see you’re asking for an uppercut too...*

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