Serika's sharp gaze flicked rapidly between Mearie's warm, buxom form and Luminara's impossibly graceful, ageless beauty.
For a beat, neither girl spoke.
Quinlan smirked, greatly amused by their animated reactions. This was exactly why he hadn't prepared them for what was to come. Their dumbfounded expressions were priceless.
"Don't worry," he explained after a few exquisite moments of indulgence. "Even here, biology doesn't work 'like that.' They're my beloved adoptive mothers. But I love them just as much."
Serika and Feng both exhaled, visibly relaxing at his words, if only slightly.
That was when Quinlan noticed it: their gazes drifting again. This time, toward Luminara, their focus settled on her long, elven ears. Both of them gawked at the sight as if she were an alien.
Because, in a way, she was. At least, to them. In Zhenwu, such beings did not exist. The sight of a lithe, forest-draped figure with such inhuman grace was impossible to ignore.
