With my head bowed, I placed the wrapped pasties on a board, watching the boiling water bubble.
The entire courtyard was silent except for the sound of my movements.
Cassian returned in a flurry, his red clothes billowing behind him, a smile lighting up his face. "Snow, I'm back!"
Everyone had retired early after dinner, leaving me alone in the pavilion, wrapped in a fox fur, enjoying the snow. It was dark, and I couldn't see much.
Seeing him, I greeted him as always, fulfilling my role as a devoted wife, inquiring about his well-being.
Cassian's smile was truly captivating.
When I was stranded on the streets, he dismounted like a god.
He was no god; he was a real person who came to my rescue.
He smiled, retrieving a golden hairpin from his sleeve. "The princess at the palace gave this as a reward. I think it suits Snow perfectly."
I knew I didn't deserve it, but before I could refuse, he pulled me into his embrace, his voice low and gentle. "Don't move."
He led me back to our bedroom, showing me my reflection in the mirror. The golden hairpin was exquisite, even if it wasn't to my taste.
"It's indeed beautiful, and I love it," I said with a gentle smile, seeing my reflection in his eyes.