First Night (1)
Annette primly brushed her hair behind her ear.
“It’s not that I dislike it, but…”
Every time Annette trailed off and moved, the fluttering hem of her skirt tickled his heart.
“I’m joking.”
Loic lifted his chin and spoke, trying not to stare at Annette too openly.
“Please sit for a moment. I’ll warm the room more.”
Loic placed several refined mana stones into the fireplace, meant to be used instead of firewood.
Soon, crackling sounds filled the air, and the room grew pleasantly warm.
Annette sat awkwardly on the edge of the bed.
“Is there anything you need?” Loic asked.
“I’m a little thirsty…”
“Ah, I’ll bring some tea right away.”
“Instead of tea… do you have wine?”
“…I’ll bring wine.”
Loic rushed to the dining room in a highly tense state and brought back snow wine.
While Annette slowly drank one glass of the chilled…
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