Chapitre 255: Princess Hecate

Archer sat on the balcony and looked into the sky. The celestial dance above seemed to mirror the rhythm of his own thoughts, a symphony of quiet contemplation.

As time passed, the weight of his eyelids grew heavier. The soothing symphony of the night lulled him into a sense of calm.

His gaze never left the stars, but his mind began to wander, weaving dreams in the tapestry of the night sky.

Unbeknownst to Archer, his tiredness finally caught up with him. His eyelids fluttered closed, and his breathing grew steady and rhythmic.

The balcony became a haven of peaceful slumber, as Archer drifted off into a world of dreams.

Morning arrived with a chorus of birdsong. The first rays of dawn painted the sky with hues of gold and pink.

As the sun's warmth gradually enveloped the world, Archer stirred from his sleep. He blinked his eyes open, momentarily disoriented by the change in surroundings.