"You bastard…" she muttered, her tone carrying both relief and irritation. "Do you have any idea how long you neglected me? Cycles, Ash. Cycles! I was starting to think you forgot I even existed."
Despite her words, she didn't let go. If anything, her grip tightened.
Nia raised an eyebrow at the scene, while Elysia simply smiled in amusement.
Ash chuckled softly, the sound low and genuine as he wrapped his arms around Primordia and gently stroked her long red-and-lavender hair.
He held her close, letting her press against him without resistance.
"I know," he said quietly, his voice carrying a rare trace of sincerity. "I apologize. You know how I get… I tend to get sidetracked with everything going on. It wasn't intentional."
Primordia didn't respond with words at first.
She simply tightened her grip around him, her face buried against his chest as if she was making up for all the years she had spent sealed away.
