Stella had already changed out of the gown she had worn for the wedding during the day, replacing it with a long purple off-the-shoulder dress.
Though the dress trailed all the way to the floor, its cinched waist still highlighted Stella's perfectly proportioned figure.
Under the candlelight, her exquisite, fragrant shoulders gleamed faintly.
Nalant subconsciously swallowed.
Only then did he step toward the bedroom.
It was already late at night, and the surroundings had returned to silence. The bedroom was even quieter, so still that a needle dropping would have been heard.
Nalant held his breath with every step, as though afraid of breaking this tranquil scene.
However, with Nalant's arrival, Stella naturally could not remain unmoved forever.
After lowering her flushed face for a moment, she finally gathered her courage.
"Y-you're back!"
Stella looked at Nalant with her sapphire-blue eyes, her long lashes trembling without stop.
It was clear from this that Stella was no less unsettled than Nalant at this moment.
"Yes, I just got back. Why aren't you resting yet?"
Though Nalant could be considered an old hand, facing the Ice and Snow Goddess who had always stood so high above others, he could not help feeling somewhat nervous.
He was afraid of sullying the Ice and Snow Goddess before him.
"I wanted to wait for you to come back."
Stella lowered her head slightly again, and the blush had already spread down to her neck.
The sight made Nalant gulp repeatedly once more.
"Are... are you thirsty? There's water here. I'll pour you some!"
Perhaps having heard Nalant swallow, Stella finally could not resist asking curiously.
As she spoke, she prepared to rise and pour him some water.
"No need!"
Nalant had drunk quite a lot while accompanying the guests that evening. How could he possibly