After exchanging pleasantries and catching up with Emperor Amhku and his family, Archer and the girl were shown to their quarters for the night. He stood in the garden, watching the sunset in the background. All the girls, except Nefertiti, went to the domain to bathe.

He considered joining the others but decided to take a moment and walk for a short distance. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, which immediately captured his attention. He turned around to see who was approaching.

His eyes widened in amazement as he saw Nefertiti standing before him, adorned in a breathtaking Zenian dress. The garment clung to her lithe frame, emphasizing her graceful curves and accentuating her feminine allure.

Clad in an exquisite Zenian dress adorned with intricate patterns reminiscent of ancient hieroglyphics, she exuded a regal beauty. Archer couldn't help but be captivated by Nefertiti's mesmerizing features.

Her luscious locks of beautiful pink hair cascaded around her shoulders with grace. Her vibrant dress perfectly complemented her light brown skin, giving her an otherworldly radiance.

Yet, it was Nefertiti's eyes that genuinely captured Archer's attention. The soft pink color of her eyes held a depth and warmth that drew him in. They sparkled with curiosity, intelligence, possessiveness, and a hint of playfulness, making her gaze irresistible.

As Archer's gaze traveled further down, he couldn't help but notice Nefertiti's physical attributes. Just like her mother, she possessed massive boobs that caught his attention as she approached him.

With every movement, that giggled, nearly giving him a nosebleed. When she saw this, she laughed, and her eyes shined. Nefertiti stopped next to him and grabbed hold of his right arm, and pushed it up against her boobs which he enjoyed the feeling off.

She spoke as they started walking. ''Archer, before the sun sets, I want to show you my favorite place to go.''

He nodded his head before replying. ''Okay, lead the way, Nefi.''

When Nefertiti heard Archer say her name with his northern accent, it sent shivers down her spine and excited her. At that moment, their eyes met, and her pink eyes locked onto his, creating an electric connection between them.

"Keep calling me that," Nefertiti playfully teased, her voice filled with a mischievous tone, "and I might just have to pin you down to shut you up." They shared a laugh as they continued their leisurely walk through the vibrant garden

Archer and Nefertiti strolled hand in hand through the sprawling gardens of the Zenia Imperial Palace. The setting sun cast gentle rays that filtered through the lush foliage, enveloping their surroundings in a soft, golden glow.

As they walked, she shared stories from her days at the Zenian Arcane Academy, where she learned to hone her skills in Arcane magic. She explained how she loves to learn about magic and everything to do with it. "I remember my first day at the academy," Nefertiti began, her voice tinged with nostalgia.

"The grand halls echoed with the whispers of countless aspiring Arcanists, each filled with dreams and ambitions. It was a place of knowledge and wonder."

Archer listened, fascinated by her words. He squeezed her hand gently, silently encouraging her to continue.

Nefertiti shared, "We had challenging classes, where we studied spellcasting principles and explored the mysteries of Arcane energies. I spent countless hours practicing, refining my control over the elements, It was both a thrilling and demanding experience."

That was when they arrived at a set of stairs that led up to the palace walls. Nefertiti led him up the stairs. When they reached the top, he saw Alexandria stretched before him, and he stood there in amazement.

The sky transformed into a captivating tapestry of colors, casting a warm, golden glow over the bustling streets below. Nefertiti leaned against the wall, captivated by the sight.

Standing beside her, Archer couldn't help but be equally mesmerized by the beauty unfolding before them. The sun bathed the sandstone buildings in warm hues of amber and gold, casting long shadows that gracefully danced along the city's streets.

The once lively market square gradually became peaceful as shopkeepers closed their stalls for the day. A melodic blend of prayers and laughter created an enchanting and serene atmosphere.

As the sun dipped lower on the horizon, its warm glow intensified, reflecting off the surface of the winding river that snaked through the city's heart. The water shimmered like liquid gold, mirroring the grandeur of the heavens above.

A gentle breeze caressed their faces, carrying the fragrant scents of exotic flowers and spices. Nefertiti turned to Archer, her eyes sparkling with wonder and joy.

"Archer," she whispered, "just look at this breathtaking view. It's like a painting come to life. The beauty of our city, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, fills my heart with such pride."

Archer's gaze never wavered from the awe-inspiring scene before him. He turned to Nefertiti, a smile playing on his lips, his voice filled with admiration.

"You're right, Nefertiti. This city is truly something remarkable, and It's beautiful.''

The two of them were gazing out over the sprawling city below. The evening breeze brushed against their faces, carrying the sounds and scents of the bustling metropolis. Nefertiti turned to him, her eyes filled with genuine curiosity.

"Archer," she began softly, "What are your goals and dreams? What do you wish to achieve in this vast world?"

Archer leaned back, pondering her question. His gaze wandered over the city, his mind drifting through memories and aspirations. A warm smile graced his lips as he turned his attention back to her.

"You know, Nefi," he replied earnestly, "my dreams are quite simple. I want to explore the unknown, to venture into the uncharted. I want to experience different cultures, meet people, and create memories."

He paused, his eyes sparkling with a zest for life. "Above all, I want to live a happy life, free from regret. I want to follow my heart's desires and embrace every opportunity for adventure. Life is a precious gift, and I want to make the most of it."

Her gaze softened. "Archer, your dreams are inspiring. I believe that you, I, and the girls can embark on incredible journeys and support one another along the way."

Archer gazed at her warmly, a smile playing on his lips as he sensed her hesitation. He encouraged her, saying, "Speak your mind, Nefi."

Nefertiti met his gaze with possessive eyes, taking a step closer to him until her boobs gently pressed against his chest. She tip-toed and whispered into his ear, her voice filled with possessiveness and growing love.

"I admit, I don't want you with any other girls, but since you've accepted me, I won't cause harm to the current three. However, I can't make any promises if it comes to any other girls."

She was hovering above his next as she asked. ''Can I try something, please?''

Archer nodded, and she moved quickly to bite into the scale-free area of his neck. While latching onto him, he felt her teeth pierce his skin.

Nefertiti moved her head back and wiped her mouth. She explained what she did with a smile. ''Well, my love, that was a ritual of engagement between a couple in Zenian. It's not used anymore because it scars the skin, but I want to do it with you as it always interested me, as my mother had done the same with my father.''

When he heard her talk he touched his neck and felt the bite mark on his neck, he looked at Nefi who showed him her collarbone as she spoke. ''Now you bite me and complete the ritual.''

Archer shrugged his shoulders, stepped forward, and grabbed her by the hips, causing her to yelp. He leaned forward and bit into her neck causing her to tighten her grip on him, not long after he pulled back as he wiped the blood off.

There were four little holes in her lower neck. She moved her dress back into place and looked straight into his eyes as she spoke. ''You're mine now, no escaping me now, my love.''

Archer smiled at her words as he sat down next to her. He held out his hand, which she happily grabbed. They watched the city as they continued to talk into the night. While they get to know each other, Ella and the girls watch the scene with Hatshepsut.

She turned towards the three and addressed them, "I can sense a bit of envy in you three. Let me share some wisdom my mother once shared with me. She had to share my father with two of her closest friends. Her advice? Fight for his attention, because Nefi certainly will."

Hatshepsut observed the two chatting and chuckled as they settled on the palace walls. "I recall the tales my father recounted about meeting my mother, and it's uncannily similar. She stood steadfastly by my father's side until his last breath, and not long after, she followed. A broken heart stole her life; she couldn't endure living without him. You see Nefi is a lot like her grandmother."

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