Gilded captive heart

As Eryndor guided Nova back to her room, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. The weight of Eryndor's words lingered in her thoughts—it was now clear that she was meant to take all three brothers as her mates. Standing before her bedroom chambers, Nova looked up at Eryndor, her expression a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity. She voiced the question that had been on her mind, "So, am I to take all of you guys as... basically my husbands?"

Eryndor's gaze held a touch of understanding as he replied, his words carefully chosen, "If by husband you mean mates, then yes. I'm sorry we didn't fully explain earlier. You see, all of us are kings over this planet, and so all of us need a mate. Instead of pursuing individual mates, we chose to share a mate.

The realization hit Nova like a bolt of lightning, and her cheeks turned as red as a tomato as she grasped the full implication of what Eryndor was saying. The idea of having all three brothers as her mates—essentially her partners, her husbands—was a concept that stretched the boundaries of her understanding. The uniqueness of their world's traditions and dynamics had been brought into sharp focus, and Nova couldn't deny that she was both intrigued and flustered by the prospect.

As Eryndor bid her farewell for the evening, Nova stood there for a moment, still processing everything that had transpired in just a few short hours. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions, and as she stepped into her bedroom chambers, she couldn't help but reflect on the path that had led her here.

With a reluctant sigh, Nova began to get ready for bed, her mind a blend of curiosity and apprehension. The unfamiliar journey she had embarked upon had taken a series of unexpected turns, each revelation deepening her connection with the alien brothers who had become such an integral part of her life. As she settled into her bed, the events of the day replayed in her mind, shaping her dreams and sparking a cascade of questions that would guide her on a path of discovery she never could have foreseen.