章節 27: A Love-struck Dreamer
Immersed in the romantic ambiance of this candlelit dinner, the two just carry on with their succulent banquet and idle exchange.
Seeing Anastasia displaying quite an appetite tonight, especially with how she keeps drinking and eating without a care in the world, Zen can't hep but be so delighted that he's staring at her dreamily. Not only does that show how much she's enjoying what he prepared, it also works good for adding flesh and nutrients to her painfully thin figure.
Unlike back when she first woke up, she didn't have much of an appetite and was very, very slim. Right now, though, she's starting to gain weight again.
"Gotta give credits to Rupert and the others," Zen silently mused, a smile gracing his features.
Then, minutes flew by and before they knew it, the moon's already at its peak.
It's not the fact that they completely lost track of time that caught him off guard, though. What shook him to the core was finding a drunk Anastasia out of nowhere.
She's now nuzzling in her folded arms that are splayed across the table, seemingly taking a nap.
"How on earth...?! Were we drinking the same thing all along?!" Zen bolted out in nonplus and incredulity, taking a look at her empty glass.
Right then, he found out that she did mistake it for her own drink. He was supposed to be the only one who would have that wine, but he failed to notice that she was actually quaffing a portion of it this entire time.
"No wonder she'd get so dizzy. She never drank something alcoholic before-"
"Oh, wow~ A real life prince charming~!"
Then, he froze.
All of the sudden, Anastasia bolted out of her seat and inched her face close to his, scanning his handsome profile with a giddy grin on her face. Caught off guard, his eyes widened like saucers as he remained unsure of what to do.
Her cheeks are so flushed that she looks feverish. She also seemed to have started speaking all child-like.
"S-Sia, wait a second-"
"My, my...~ I've never seen a prince before~! Is this a dream or something?" she kept cutting him off, looking trapped in her own little world.
Right then and there, Zen feels like hitting himself for being too caught up in his reverie earlier, but as much as he wants to, he can't at this point.
Anastasia suddenly began shoving and brushing her face on his chest like it's a pillow, hugging him tightly with a love-struck expression.
He can only remain locked on his spot, his wide eyes glued on his beloved.
She just gushes on and on, rambling about how much he looks like royalty and that she'd been dreaming of seeing one since she was a child.
"You silly little girl..." he then sighed in defeat, blushing at how she initiated an intimate gesture and this adorable display of hers.
"Alright, that's enough for tonight. Let's get you to bed."
With that, Zen goes ahead and puts his arms around Anastasia before lifting her up. He then begins carrying her like a princess, making her squeal in surprise. It just happened that he swept her off of her feet so swiftly that it's almost as if she's only as light as a feather.
The two exchange stares for a fraction of a moment, the cool evening breeze blowing around them all the while.
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