Duke woke up to the sound of the shower. He stayed in bed for several long moments, enjoying the rarity of waking up at Lucifer’s without any immediate, island-driven drama.

Then remembered the island’s last eat weekend nonsense and rolled out of bed, grabbing for his pants, and heading for the bathroom to remind Lucifer that they needed to go find Octavia before she froze to death or drowned —

And saw them both there. Clinging to each other in the steaming shower. He slumped against the doorway in relief.

“Glad to see you completed that royal quest, gona.”