Archer locked eyes with the pink-haired princess and replied, “Of course, Nefi. We missed our chance on Earth, but I’m hoping to return and continue where we left off.”

She let out an indignant huff, but Archer’s smile remained. With a gentle motion, he activated the tattoo.

Nefertiti let out a surprised yelp as she materialized on his lap, but her initial shock quickly became a beaming smile.

But she seemed to forget entirely about the conversation as she started to pepper his neck with kisses, her Succubus features subtly emerging, which took everyone by surprise.

Most of the girls had known her true nature, but seeing it in action was still astonishing.

Leira and Llyniel, who were relatively new to the group, seemed unfazed as they understood Nefertiti’s deep affection and obsession with Archer.

While Nefertiti was busy with her affections, Teuila playfully chimed in, her voice laced with teasing. “You two should consider getting a room. There are plenty in the treehouse.”

The group erupted in laughter, but Archer gently grasped Nefertiti’s chin, bringing her soft, plump lips to meet his.

Her kiss was sweet, like honey, sending shivers through her body. She responded with passion, their kiss a testament to their deep connection and the affection they shared.

After a shared moment filled with smiles, they gently parted, their connection still intact.

However, the pink-haired princess rose from his lap, leaning in close to Archer, her voice a sultry whisper in his ear. “Tonight, husband, I desire you inside me. I want to take a bath.”

Her words immediately stoked Archer’s desire, and he readily agreed. He watched as she sauntered away, the sway of her hips drawing his gaze.

Feeling a sense of responsibility to ensure fairness, Archer stood and showed the same affection to the other eight girls.

Their happiness was evident as they appreciated his commitment to treating everyone equally.

Following Nefertiti’s departure, several ladies chose to accompany her, leaving Archer alone in the living room.

He glanced around and noticed Hecate ascending the stairs to her lab. Llyniel and Leira, on the other hand, headed to the garden, seeking their pursuits.

Archer shook his head, realizing they were dispersing in various directions he sent a message to all of them, letting them know of his intention to visit Sia.

Once he did that he cast Gate to an alley in Starfall City. When he stepped through the portal he pulled out his cloak.

With the warm cloak wrapped around himself, Archer made his way toward the Silverthrone Mansion, the delicate flakes of snow continuing to fall gently from the wintry sky.

As he strolled through the city, he observed the citizens diligently doing their daily business.

Along the bustling streets, stalls offered an array of piping hot food, their tempting aromas wafting through the air.

Archer couldn’t help but notice the presence of soldiers patrolling the streets, their friendly interactions with the townsfolk eliciting warm smiles from the residents.

It was clear that the people well-received their protective presence, creating a sense of security and contentment in the city. 𝘪𝑎.𝒸𝘰

After walking for a while, Archer spotted the Silverthrone Mansion. He continued on his path, heading toward the grand entrance.

However, as he drew nearer, his attention was captured by a quaint bookshop situated to the side of the mansion.

Archer glanced upward and noted the dimly shining afternoon sun, its light filtered through the thick, gray clouds that loomed overhead.

Though the snowfall wasn’t hefty, the dark clouds hinted at the persistence of winter’s grip on the landscape.

He had contemplated visiting the bookshop earlier but lacked the motivation. As he approached the Silverthrone Mansion, a guard raised his voice, exclaiming, “Halt, stranger!”

Archer came to a standstill before the two men and addressed them with a mischievous grin, saying, “Why do you fine gentlemen block my path? I happen to be betrothed to Sia Silverthrone and proudly claim the title of Albert Silverthrone’s grandson.”

When the guards heard that, the one who didn’t talk commented. ”Young Master Archer?”

Acknowledging the guard with a nod, Archer resumed his stroll, leaving the two sentinels behind.

Upon entering the mansion, he was warmly greeted by a maid. “Greetings, Young Master. The Master is in the lounge. Would you allow me to escort you there?”

With a gracious smile, Archer replied, “Yes, please.”

The maid curtsied and guided him through the winding corridors, where Archer noticed a collection of portraits showcasing various individuals.

As he examined the artwork, the maid said, “These paintings depict the members of the Silverthrone family. For generations, portraits have been added to the wall.”

Archer nodded in acknowledgment and as he wandered through the gallery, he suddenly stopped in front of Sia’s painting.

He couldn’t help but admire it, as she was depicted in a military uniform amidst the mansion’s splendid gardens.

In his eyes, she was a true beauty with her cascading ebony locks and captivating sapphire-blue eyes.

A smug grin curled upon Archer’s lips as he pondered the fact that she was his, a realization that filled him with a sense of self-satisfaction.

The maid noticed his smile and couldn’t help but grow curious. She asked, “Why are you smiling, Young Master?”

Archer turned to her, his smile undiminished, and replied, “I wonder how many men from the empire will resent me for marrying one of the top generals.”

Amused by his response, the maid chuckled and shook her head as she said. “This way.”

Soon, they arrived at a wooden door. The woman knocked, and a hearty voice from within called out, “Come in! Come in!”

As the door swung open, Archer entered the room and was met by the sight of Albert, Mia, and the two other men.

Albert’s eyes lit up upon spotting him, and he sprang to his feet, closing the gap between them with an exuberant greeting. “My Grandson! How are you, boy?”

Before Archer could respond, Albert gave him an unexpected bear hug, causing the two other men to be taken aback and eliciting laughter from Mia.

When Albert finally released him, Archer answered, “I’m fine, Grandfather. I’ve come to see Sia and check on her.”

Archer was still confused about how to navigate his relationship with this friendly old man who was always smiling.

He understood that Albert cared for him deeply, but was unaccustomed to such affection.

However, before he could dwell on it any further, Mia advanced and enveloped him in a tight hug.

She embraced him and then playfully whispered in his ear, “You better give me some grandbabies, boy. Consider yourself warned.”

Archer was taken aback and didn’t know how to reply to his Grandmother who let him go while chuckling to herself.

He was lost and didn’t know how to deal with his unique grandparents. Archer didn’t dislike it but wasn’t used to it.

That’s when Albert spoke with a big smile on his face. ”Arch. This is my old friends Eldric and Kaelen Grayleaf. They are the Father and Uncle of Samara and Ksara.”

Archer looked at the men and noticed they resembled the two women in question and sat down before pulling out some bread.

Eldric gazed at Archer and expressed his apology with a regretful tone. “Archer, I want to apologize for the actions of my daughter and grandchildren. We were unaware of the abuse you endured, and had we known, we would have welcomed you into our home.”

He met the older man’s gaze and affirmed, “I don’t dwell on that anymore. It’s a thing of the past, and it’ll stay there. If they ever try it again, they’ll face the consequences.”

Samara’s father observed the seriousness in his eyes and silently agreed and knew Archer meant what he said.

That’s when Archer used his Aura Detector to locate Sia in the garden where she was engrossed in training.

Just as he was about to rise, Mia playfully chimed in with a mischievous smile. “Shall I lead the way to her, Arch?”

He regarded Mia, who bore a striking resemblance to Sia, and sensed there might be more to her offer than met the eye.

However, he stood up and allowed her to take the lead, curious to see what she had in mind so left with her.

Archer looked at Albert and spoke. ”Old man. I will come to see you before I leave.”

As they left the room, Mia hooked her arm through his and engaged in conversation as she led him toward the garden.

While they strolled, she turned to him with a mischievous grin and remarked, “I certainly hope you’re showing our dear Sia the love and care she deserves, rather than just ravaging the poor girl.”

Archer stumbled when he heard her question, causing the older woman, to burst into laughter.

She mischievously tugged him back, her teasing continuing. “My handsome grandson, I foresee a legion of children in your future. I can already envision it – the fearsome dragon that terrifies entire continents turning into a complete softy when it comes to his daughters.”

After Mia’s playful comment, she burst into laughter, leaving Archer uncertain of how to respond to his Grandmother.

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