Lapil didn't want to cause her any misunderstanding. Scaring her away was the last thing he wanted to happen.
Upon entering the room, he was greeted by the darkness. He carefully brought her to the bed without disturbing her slumber. Lapil took off the veil that wrapped around her head. And there she was, the epitome of beauty. He was not mistaken, he knew it was her.
As his eyesight adjusted to the pitch black surrounding, he finally could see her serenity. He gaped at her face and carved it on his head, then as he couldn't hold it anymore. He used his hands to touch her cheeks, she still felt like a dream and he wanted to feel if she's real.
