"I must stand guard here!"
Jyeshta muttered incessantly in her heart.
She was hiding behind a tree outside this palace, the tall Sal Tree swaying gently, its leaves rustling, wafting a faint scent of fragrance.
She carefully controlled her power, making sure not to reveal too much of it.
"The Supreme Lord is actually in union!"
"It is so..."
"The Supreme Lord is a great god of infinite vigor; it is right for him to be in union with the Lady Master."
Jyeshta's cheeks flushed, and she blinked her eyes.
Grasping the dry wood staff in her hand, she couldn't help but turn to look back at the palace behind her, her heart undulating uncertainly, "The Supreme Lord has infinite vigor and has undergone great austerities, the essence of his body fluids must be very powerful, maybe even capable of giving birth to life if they fall. I wonder if Lady Shachi can catch it, should I move closer so that this vigor does not go to waste."