"It does all sorts of things! It channels Otherworld power, keeps her soul safe and sound!" Skye waggled his eyebrows. "And... you can actually feel what she’s feeling. Get it?"
"I can feel her moods? Like, if she’s happy or not?" Sean blinked, skeptical.
"Not her moods—her physical sensations!" Skye’s tone turned mischievous. "Say she’s hungry, you’ll know exactly how hungry, so you can feed her just right. You’ll even feel what it’s like when she eats! She’ll go, ‘Wow, you really know what you’re doing!’ Isn’t that awesome? Hahaha!"
Sean stared at Skye, who was draped over him, laughing so hard he nearly slid off the couch. "Skye, what’s gotten into you lately?"
Skye shot him a sly look, eyes sparkling wickedly. "It’s your fault—I’ve been overthinking because of you."
Just then, the Celestial Emperor strolled in.
Skye lazily peeled himself off Sean, didn’t even glance at the Celestial Emperor, and slunk off into the inner room.
The Celestial Emperor glanced at Skye, then at Sean, who was parked by the window with a wine jug, and announced, "I know everything."
Sean didn’t say a word.
Moments like this always made Sean want to grumble at the Celestial Emperor.
"I’ve already warned your mother, and she swore to me she won’t pull anything like that again," the Celestial Emperor said.
Yeah right. Like warnings ever work! Sean grumbled inwardly.
Sean got up and said, "I’m gonna crash. You should head out."
"Sean..." called the Celestial Emperor. "Once you tie the knot, I’ll build you a divine mansion wherever you want! Just point to a spot—your old man will make it happen!"
Sean gave him a weird look. "Why are you talking about marriage all of a sudden?"
The Celestial Emperor flashed a gossipy grin. "Sean, did you hear what went down at the Radiant Palace?"
"What happened?" Sean asked, eyebrow raised.
"At Qilin Divine Lord Soren Lann’s birthday bash, the Qilin Empress Dowager fainted on the spot," the Celestial Emperor announced, savoring the drama.
Sean shot him a chilly look.
"Any idea why she fainted?" the Celestial Emperor teased, eyes twinkling.
"Don’t care," Sean replied, ice-cold. "I’m going to bed."
The Celestial Emperor dropped the bomb: "It was Soren Lann! Right there in front of everyone, he proposed to Divine Lady Lucia!" He turned toward the door, waving. "Since you’re not interested, I won’t bug you. Sleep tight! Don’t forget your blanket!"
Sean grabbed his sleeve.
"Eh? What’s up?" the Celestial Emperor asked, half-amused.
Sean blinked his big eyes at the Celestial Emperor. "Sit down and have a drink with me!"
"You little rascal!" The Celestial Emperor chuckled, shook his head, and plopped down across from Sean.
Sean called out, "Skye, bring another wine cup!"
Skye popped out of the inner room, handed a wine cup to the Celestial Emperor, then vanished back inside.
The Celestial Emperor watched Skye the whole time, then sighed, "Skye just gets better-looking every day!"
Sean didn’t answer, just poured him another drink.
The Celestial Emperor took a sip, then said, "Soren Lann really knows how to put on a show! Word is, he got Divine Lady Lucia to change into a drop-dead gorgeous outfit, showered her with petals—something called ‘Loveblossom’—and filled the whole hall with warm fragrance. Just imagine it—what a scene!"
Sean sat there, wine cup in hand, frozen like a statue—totally stunned.
The Celestial Emperor went on, "Loads of folks in the Lumina Realm have beef with Senior Bianca and tried to block the match. But Soren Lann argued with everyone, stood his ground, and even tossed out his Divine Lord’s seal! Said if being Divine Lord means he can’t marry the woman he loves, he’d rather quit and let someone else do the job!"