In a private room at a Danbrall restaurant, Rayne and Viola sat across from each other.
The private room was semi-open and located on the second floor, offering a view of the hall downstairs.
The restaurant's furnishings were elegant and tasteful. In one corner, a female musician played a pipe organ, its graceful melody echoing around them. Combined with the soft crystal lights, it put the diners in a pleasant mood.
Since it was already rather late, there weren't many customers.
But that did nothing to dampen Rayne and Viola's good moods. They savored the delicious food and conversed in low voices, occasionally exchanging smiles, their eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
It was Rayne's first time at such an upscale restaurant, but he showed not the slightest trace of nervousness.
The food at Danbrall was indeed delicious, living up to its reputation and steep price. However, Rayne didn't find it exceptionally tasty—not because the food was lacking, but because his thoughts were all focused on the beauty sitting across from him. The Half-elf was beautiful in every way, and every frown and smile tugged at his heart, leaving him full of admiration.
He finally understood the meaning of the phrase "beauty is a feast for the eyes."
At the same time, he felt rather pleased with himself. He had finally used a piece of music to break through Viola's psychological defenses, tear through that thin layer of separation, and make their relationship advance by leaps and bounds.
From then on, Rayne was no longer in such a hurry. He only needed to let things develop naturally, lest he provoke her displeasure.
The duck was already cooked. Could it really still fly away?
He also greatly enjoyed this wonderful feeling of being in love without having taken that final step.