"Flying carriage? You can do that?!" She couldn't hide her excitement.
Ovior smiled. He liked how bubbly she had become in the last few days. "Yes, I can. I need to make sure no one can harm you. So, I decided to give you a flying carriage. Now, I hope you are happy with it."
"Of course, I am!" She exclaimed. "How can I not when you are giving me a flying carriage?! Thank you, Ovior. I will be careful."
"I'm glad you like it," Ovior said. "Let's have our meal."
After dinner, they went back to the bedroom. Dorothy changed her clothes. Her nightgown was modest since she didn't want Ovior to spend a sleepless night. Even though he was taking his time off from work, he still had a lot to prepare for their wedding ceremony and party.
They went to bed together. Ovior held her hand while waiting for her to sleep. After she fell asleep, he closed his eyes. When was in deep sleep, suddenly he felt something grasp his hand to the point that his hand hurt.
