she muttered under her breath. "But it doesn't change anything; I am still a demon lord...well, former demon lord..." She trailed off, chewing on her lower lip as she pondered the strange turn of events that had brought her here. Maybe...just maybe...there was something to be said for this simple life after all.

As they reached the barn and began tending to the chickens, Altrea found herself lost in thought; caught between her past glories and the unexpected contentment she felt here on the farm.

"Hmm?" She looked up from where she was stuffing fresh straw into a nest, noticing that Chamber had been watching her with an amused expression for several moments. "What's so funny?"

He laughed gently, shaking his head. "Oh, nothing much. I just never thought I'd see the day when a demon lord would be helping out with chickens." His tone was light and teasing; there was no malice in it at all.

Her heart raced as he whispered those words; a confession that should have made her angry but instead left her trembling with desire. With a small whimper, she arched into his touch, unable to resist the pull of his body and the heat in his eyes. "I... I don't know what's happening..." She murmured brokenly, giving in to the sensations that threatened to consume her entirely.

His hands roamed over her skin, tracing familiar paths as they sought out her most sensitive spots.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he asked; the question both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. She wanted to say no, to push him away... but something deep within her cried out for release, for completion. With a shuddering sigh, she nodded mutely, biting her lip as she waited for what came next.

His touch grew firmer, more insistent; urging her closer and closer to the edge of sanity.

Their lovemaking continued long into the night; a testament to the connection they shared and the love that had blossomed between them. As they made love beneath the starry sky and the soft glow of the moon, Altrea couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her.

She knew that this life would never be easy;

That the road ahead held challenges and struggles that neither of them could fully anticipate or prepare for. But she also knew that, with Kokoro by her side, she was ready to face whatever came their way. For he was her rock; her anchor in a world that had once seemed so vast and unpredictable.

"Of course," she replied with a contented sigh. "We can't raise our family in this shack forever." She smiled up at him, feeling her heart swell with love and gratitude for the life they were building together. No matter what obstacles lay ahead, they would face them side by side; stronger and more united than ever before. And perhaps, just perhaps, their love might even help to heal some of the wounds that had divided their world for so long.

"Round two?" she giggled, her cheeks flushing slightly. "You're certainly ambitious." She smiled up at him, feeling a newfound energy surging through her as they prepared for another round of lovemaking. The thought of starting their family together filled her with excitement and anticipation; it was going to be an adventure unlike any other, and she couldn't wait to see where the road ahead would lead them.

Hmph. Fine. She reluctantly took a seat at the table and crossed her arms, glaring at the back of the farmer's head as he busied himself in the kitchen. But don't think this means I've forgiven you or anything. You still owe me big time for this.

Hmph. *She took a bite out of one of the pancakes, her expression slowly softening as she tasted the sweetness. The farmer really wasn't half-bad at cooking after all. But that didn't mean she had to admit it. "These aren't too bad," she muttered through a full mouth, still trying to sound unimpressed. "But don't think this means you're off the hook." She paused, considering her next words carefully before adding with a sly smile, "

Her heart twisted at his words; the pain and fear in his voice cutting through her like a knife. "Grey," she began slowly, feeling unsure of herself but unable to stay silent any longer, "you don't know that. I might be... different." She paused for a moment, searching for the right way to explain herself. "I might not understand everything you feel or why you think it's worth it, but..."

"I... I'll stay," she said finally, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "And we can talk about this more tomorrow." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling an odd sense of calm wash over her as she admitted her own feelings for him. It felt... right. Maybe there was something to be said for trusting in someone who didn't know any better than to love unconditionally;