A few weeks later.
Siren's Sanctuary. Sunhaven.
A grand gazebo fashioned from rich redwood stood proudly in the backyard. It provided a breathtaking view of the endless sea.
The rhythmic melody of waves crashing against the shore created a soothing symphony.
The first light of dawn gently kissed the sky, painting it in hues of pink and gold.
A soft sea breeze, tinged with the tang of salt, caressed the air, imbuing it with a refreshing vitality.
Within this idyllic setting, Eren lay sprawled face-down upon a simple wooden bed, adorned with a plush mattress, positioned at the center of the gazebo.
His form was relaxed, his features obscured by the embrace of a cushion as if lost in a state of blissful repose. His upper body bare, save for the morning light that danced upon his skin.