Avelina, Are you…okay?

Seated on the bed within their room, wrapped up in a towel, Avelian blinked her eyes as she watched Lucian walk out of the dressing room.

In his hands were a pair of clothes, which she could tell were meant for her.

"I'm not very good with this, so I will let you choose. Which do you prefer?" He asked as he showed her the dress on his right hand as well as the one on his left.

Avelina, who still felt embarrassed by what happened earlier, cleared her throat and glanced at the well-designed dark green dress on his right hand before looking at the reddish one on his left.

She returned her attention back to the dark green one and narrowed her eyes.

"I like that one." She pointed at the green one, and Lucian glanced at it.

"I love it too! It's going to look really good on you." He agreed with her, and Avelian, who had actually loved the way he agreed with her, unknowingly smiled.

"You’re smiling!" This being the first time that Lucian had ever seen her smile, he beamed widely, unable to den