"How are you so fast?" Seraphina Ashworth asked as she emerged from her private space, having finished her bath. She found Caden Reginald already washed up and waiting for her on the bed.
"Waiting for you," Caden Reginald said, getting off the bed. He swept Seraphina Ashworth into his arms, carrying her bridal-style to the bed. A hint of worry flickered in the depths of his dark eyes as he noted her slightly pale complexion.
Her face had been a little pale ever since dinner. It wasn't her usual fair complexion; she was also drowsy and listless. How could he not worry? To others, she was formidable, seemingly omnipotent. But in his heart, she was a fragile treasure that needed his most delicate care.
"Caden, don't worry. I'm fine. A good night's sleep is all I need. Besides, I'm an Alchemist myself!" Seraphina Ashworth said with a sigh of resignation, seeing how carefully he treated her, his brow furrowed with concern.
