Vegetana

“Goodbye, my prince.” “KAKAROT, WAIT!” And just like that, he was gone… Again. “NO!!” -- His eyes snapped open as a sharp gasp left his lips. Short breaths heaved past his dry mouth and his tan skin glistened with sweat. The only source of illumination came from the moonlight that bled through the numerous windows of the room, which only meant he had not gotten much sleep. It wasn't surprising, really, considering that had become the norm for quite some time. He was still in the process of reawakening, when his senses perceived a particular scent. It was soft and feminine, but also intertwined w