The castle Jaeshin bought you on Earth was absurd — tucked into a cliffside estate, wrapped in vines and magic, with windows that caught every glimmer of the ocean sun. Humans couldn’t see it unless you wanted them to, and today… you wanted the world to watch.

Morning light poured through the sheer curtains as you stood on the balcony, the sea wind kissing your pale skin. You wore a white, lacy swimsuit that shimmered like starlight, delicate chains wrapping around your hips. Behind you, Jaeshin stirred, the sheet barely covering his waist.

“Baby,” he drawled sleepily, his voice a low hum, “you’re glowing.”

He moved closer, arms wrapping around you from behind, his hands tracing your thighs as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder. “My pretty girl. Humans don’t deserve to look at you.”

“Then turn them to salt like Lot’s wife,” you teased, and he chuckled darkly, possessive pride rising in his chest.

The beach was empty — not because it was private, but because your presence alone cleared the coast.

Your sons set up a velvet-draped tent the size of a kingdom, with enchanted parasols and picnic spreads stacked with sweets and fruit. They wore loose linen shirts, left open, some already shirtless as they ran into the sea, laughing, calling for your attention.

“Mom! Look—!” “Did you see me dive?” “Come swim with us, pretty please?”

You smiled, always holding two chilled milk bottles in hand, passing them gently to the ones that swam back. They drank it eagerly, still attached to your love like when they were younger, still treating you like you were the sun.

You walked barefoot into the shallows, the sunlight dancing on your skin. Your pale legs shimmered as you moved through the water, and behind you, Jaeshin followed — shirtless, obsidian tattoos glowing faintly under the Earth sun, eyes locked on you like a predator.

“Goddess of the waves,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around you from behind again, “how are you real?”

You smiled but didn’t turn around. “You made me, didn’t you?”

“No,” he whispered, lips at your ear. “I worshipped you into existence.”

One of your sons swam by, splashing water at your knees. Another offered you a starfish, proudly holding it up like a trophy. You took it, kissing his cheek, ruffling his hair. Jaeshin’s hand stayed on your hip, possessive, but calm. The family was safe. The Earth was soft.

The ocean glittered. Your laughter danced over the wind. And for once… your demon family rested.