Prime Originator

Elder Tree's crown, Royal Palace's courtyard

A long time seemed to have passed since Princess Thessalia entered the Heart of Spring Chamber, and everyone guarding the area had left in preparation for the tribe's big departure from the Great Forest.

At that moment, the proud and tough Princess Thessalia was weeping like a little girl within the Heart of Spring Chamber before the remains of her mother, elder brother, and elder sister.

This was quite the contrast to Princess Faelyn, who had entered before her.

The weaker Princess Faelyn had taken a much shorter time to shelve her sadness aside and move forward.

On the other hand, the tougher Princess Thessalia continued to weep, unable to extricate herself from her sorrow.

"Why did this happen?" Princess Thessalia struck the ground while tears continued to flow from her eyes, dripping down her cheeks and into the soil.

Her family was her pillar of support that allowed her to stand firm in front of the tribesmen. But now that they were all gone, she felt small and lost…

'No! I still have my little sister!' Princess Thessalia suddenly shot to her feet and wiped her tears.

She recalled her sister had been calm when they met at the entrance.

Her baby sister had always been the softest of the four sisters. There was no way her baby sister could be fine after learning of their family's death! She must be hiding it!

As the bigger sister, Thessalia had to remain strong and look after her only family member left! Otherwise, her baby sister might do something stupid in her grief!

"Right, Baby Sister should have known what happened here! I will go find out the truth from her!" Princess Thessalia stated while clenching her fist with a determined look.

After washing her face and removing all traces of sorrow, she patted her cheeks with both hands and returned to the surface to look for her baby sister.

…

"This is the bathhouse, Prince Leon." Princess Faelyn introduced to Leon as they arrived at the entrance of the large bathhouse ahead of them.

"It certainly is large enough." Leon nodded after gazing at the big bathhouse before asking with wrinkled brows, "Didn't we agree to drop the honorifics between us, Faelyn?"

"Ahh, we certainly did. I apologize, Leon." Princess Faelyn curtsied in apology before calmly asking, "Will you be washing the Skysilver Beast King by yourself, or shall I arrange for people to do it so you can enjoy your bathing experience?"

"There's no need to apologize," Leon said before gazing at the big three-tailed silver wolf.

His lips shortly twitched.

Although it had been reduced in size, it was still huge. It would take a while to cleanse all the blood from the three-tailed silver wolf, even if five people were on the job.

"Then… I will trouble you to find some people to wash Silver for me, Faelyn." Leon requested while scratching his cheek wryly.

"It's no trouble at all. It will be my honor to help the future sovereign ruling over my people." Princess Faelyn said politely with a curtsy

Leon creased his brows at these words.

He studied Faelyn's expression, only to see her smile back at him. He could only pass it off as a joke to called over Silver, "Make sure not to cause any trouble for the people cleaning you later, understood?"

"Arf, arf!" Silver barked.

Shortly after, Leon followed Princess Faelyn's lead into the bathhouse.

The bathhouse was separated into three sections; the male, female and mixed sections. Within each of these sections, there were also private rooms.

As the tribe was preparing for their departure, the entire bathhouse was vacant of business.

Even so, Leon was slightly scarred from his experience with the last mixed bath. Thus, he decided to enter a private male bathroom while Silver was taken to an open mixed bathing area.

The elven tribe's public bathhouse was similar to the Darkmoon tribe's bathhouse.

He undressed and unloaded his dirty clothes into a leaf bucket in the changing room before grabbing a clean towel provided by the establishment and entering the bathing area.

After scrubbing and rinsing himself squeaky clean of the rat blood and saliva on his body, Leon finally took a dip in the perfectly warm bath water to relax.

'After I'm done here, I should investigate the source of Demonic Energy under the tribe.' Leon silently decided, not forgetting why he stayed back in the tribe while Supreme Elder Haldir had gone ahead to pave the road for the elves.

Shortly after, Leon used his divine sense to communicate with the Guardian Spirit, persuading it into leaving the Great Forest with them.

The Guardian Spirit was resistant against such an idea at first, but it shortly agreed after Leon baited it with the allure of Spirit Energy, albeit reluctantly.

Creak…

"Hm?"

The private bathroom door suddenly creaked open from the changing room, causing Leon to sweep his divine sense over.

However, he was quickly stunned in the next moment. His divine sense was locked while his breath was taken away by the divine sight.

"What are you doing here, Faelyn?" Leon gulped while gazing at the naked elven princess with only a white towel covering her private parts.

Princess Faelyn was, without a doubt, a beauty with her supreme elven genes. Even then, she was considered the cream of the crop.

At that moment, Leon found her especially alluring in her current appearance and felt an immediate reaction in his nether region, causing him to silently cuss.

He was quite resistant to beauties in ordinary circumstances, but not when they become this revealing, especially a top beauty to boot.

He ultimately still a man.

Was he actually sexually frustrated? Leon began to ponder with a slightly forced expression before suddenly picking up the scent of perfume coming from Faelyn's body.

"This smell…" Leon frowned in thought.

"Please allow me to join you, Leon," Faelyn said with a smile before slipping into the bathwater and sitting beside Leon without waiting for his response.