Troublesome Sisters

Asura let Rasha sleep in his bed.

Although there were guest rooms, he didn't want to disturb the maids, who seemed to be already resting despite the noise.

Or rather, he thought they would not want to deal with the extra work when they deal with their mess each day.

'Maids are truly amazing; dealing with our mess and craziness is hard enough.'

Yufa crawled onto the sofa, her spider legs tapping the floor while her eyes blinked, and Asura noticed her eyelids were heavy, drooping with each passing moment; he felt a kind of horrible not having anywhere for her to sleep, but it couldn't be helped. Instead, he wondered if she would be fine alone.

"Are you alright? Would it be fine to sleep on the sofa, or do you want to join your sister? My bed is pretty huge."

Yufa's face reddened, and she shook her head. "N-No, I'm fine. Thank you for the offer. Um, Prince Asura?"

"Just call me Asura."

"Okay, Asura, may I ask you a question?"