Brione slowly opened her eyes and saw Gavin at her side. He was holding her hand while gently kissing her knuckles. She assumed she passed out after the procession, seeing she was lying on their bed.
The last thing she remembered was that Gavin and she just entered the palace hall to join the other guests in the wedding reception.
They were supposed to have a lively party right now, celebrating their marriage. But here they were, stuck in her room for whatever reason she hadn't known yet.
"Sweetheart, how do you feel?" Gavin asked her worried upon seeing she had finally woken up.
"You see, you should be kissing me on my lips instead of my hand," Brione sheepishly whispered. She was trying to lighten the mood by teasing Gavin. She wanted to wash away the worry on his face.
"What's wrong? Do I lack nutrients or sleep?" Brione whispered, waiting for Gavin to answer.
This time, Gavin flashed his glowing smile and gently caressed her cheek.
