Delilah's voice was soft yet teasing as she broke the silence, her golden hair catching the surreal, shifting light of the aurora above them. Her fingers lightly brushed against Merciless's cheek, a playful smirk curling on her lips.
"So, what'll it be this time?"
She asked casually, to which Merciless replied back as such, a small hum escaping his mouth as he lay back and enjoyed the small service of relaxation.
"Hmmm?!"
The hum under his lips was barely audible as Delilah commented once more.
"Your next wish... and try not to make it as ridiculous as the last one, hmm? I've only just recovered from granting that."
Delilah's lips curled into a wry smile, her golden eyes glinting with playful mischief.
"Not that I don't enjoy the attention; it's entertaining watching the reactions from those of the lesser order. But the higher order? Oh, I can feel their glares from here, and let me tell you... they're absolutely terrifying."
