Chapter 85 Bickering Birth Omegas

In the heart of the castle, nestled within the towering walls, rested the grand bedroom where Dirk lay sound asleep. The bedroom is opulent elegance, adorned with rich fabrics and intricate details. The expansive windows, draped in cascading silk curtains stood tall, eager to embrace the first light of dawn. As the morning sun tiptoes across the horizon, its gentle rays filter through the sheer fabric, casting a warm, golden glow upon the room. The morning mist danced softly through the room, carrying with it the scent of the surrounding forest, a promise of new beginnings and ancient traditions. The gentle rays of the sun caressed the bed, illuminating the sleeping form of Dirk, his golden hair cascading like a waterfall onto the silk pillows.