Raven's playful words brought a smile to Seraphina's lips as he gently brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. The small, tender gesture warmed her heart.
"I'd rather hear about your day," Seraphina said, leaning into his comforting touch. The warmth of his hand against her skin was like balm to her tired soul.
"I'm sure mine was dull compared to yours. All I did was work—all day long."
"I haven't been to the Imperial Palace yet, so anything you tell me will be interesting,"
His dark eyes lit up with interest. The soft light of the evening cast a gentle glow over them, making his gaze seem even more intense, almost as if he were peering directly into her thoughts.
"Is that so? Then come here, my dear wife," Raven invited her in a low, inviting tone, his voice almost a purr.
Seraphina's curiosity deepened as she stepped closer to him, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink.
