Chapter 62 Dawn
The golden light of dawn pierced through the crystal-clear glass. The scattered gold seemed far more brilliant than the radiance of the world’s most magnificent gems.
The golden-haired girl sat before the vanity mirror, her delicate eyelashes lightly covering a pair of luxurious golden eyes. The corners of her mouth curved into a soft, tender movement, but her golden pupils gazed at the beautiful and noble girl in the silver mirror.
Even the radiant sunlight could not add a trace more beauty to her.
A faint, gentle smile bloomed subtly on the girl’s youthful face.
“With me like this, I should be able to be a girlfriend and a wife, right?”
The magnificent silver comb gently swept through her even more gorgeous golden hair. Verafia gazed at the dignified and beautiful figure in the silver mirror, her absolutely stunning face lifting a gentle smile.
Now, what she needed was this kind of identity.
“…At least, it can make him a little happier.”
She lowered her eyelids, her slender little hands gently caressing the exquisite and luxurious skin beneath her magnificent white silk dress. Her face bloomed with a smile as brilliant as the dawn. She stood up lightly, placing her delicate, silk-wrapped white feet into the slender, high-heeled boots.
The crisp sound of “tata” played softly on the ornate wooden floor. The girl in the white long dress, revealing a moving smile, arrived at the door and gently pushed it open with her slender, delicate little hand.
The magnificent girl revealed herself to the gaze of the young man and the young girl.
The dragon princess of silver ice and the black-haired young man were already standing together, waiting for her by the door.
“Wow!”
Ophi’s frost-blue eyes lit up. She took the girl’s arm with her little hand and nuzzled her head against her side. “Why, Verafia, you seem to be getting more and more beautiful?”
These past few days, Ophi had a feeling that the incredibly detestable and haughty phoenix, despite not dressing up much, seemed to be becoming more and more well-behaved and cute, to the point where she herself couldn’t help but want to treat her like a beautiful doll and hold her.
“Verafia, why are you so cute!”
“Mmm…”
A hint of shyness appeared on her face. Under the ice dragon girl’s uncomprehending gaze, Verafia, like a close friend, gently touched the ice-moistened, beautiful strands of the silver dragon girl’s hair. She bashfully lifted her face, looking at the black-haired young man smiling beside her.
Verafia bashfully lowered her face and softly murmured, “After all, as someone’s girlfriend and his bride, I have to dress up well…”
“Mmm!”
Ig’s thoughts fluttered slightly, but he understood it was the girl’s delicate and sweet affection. “Ha, having a girlfriend like Veer but not dressing up for her, isn’t that someone’s own failing?”
A full half a month had passed since they arrived in Verlas City. Another half a month had passed since that night, bathed in the soft light of the silver moon, filled with the girl’s deep affection and tenderness.
During this time, Ig and the gentle and luxurious girl spent their days together. However, Verafia often refused to dress her up, but when she appeared before him, she was still the same fresh, luxurious girl filled with gentle love.
Although Ig sensed a deliberate effort and didn’t overthink it, he truly believed that the beloved girl, after hesitation and decision, had truly made up her mind.
Could it be that after that day, the young lady had truly opened her heart, truly willing to be a girl, his girlfriend, by his side?
If only the young lady, the girl he loved…
Ig didn’t imagine too much. The beautiful and sweet reverie made him smile. He casually put his right arm around the luxurious yet delicate Goddess Princess and pulled her into his embrace.
“Is that cute little wife complaining that her lover doesn’t quite meet her wishes?”
“Mmm!”
Verafia’s fair and flawless face, adorned with exquisite makeup, instantly flushed red, making her especially charming and alluring. It caused the attendants who happened to pass by in the castle corridor to cast fervent, surprised glances at her.
Ig felt a little displeased. He shielded the girl’s appearance, hooking his arm around her slender waist, which was as thin as a grip beneath her white formal dress, and gently embraced the delicate and lovely girl. Outside the window, the golden dawn swirled around them, appearing incredibly tender and magnificent.
Gazing deeply at her flawless, stunning face, the girl seemed not to have expected the young man she teased to be so bold. Her fair, delicate face couldn’t help but blush with shyness.
“Hey… ‘Little wife’ or anything like that, no way!”
Verafia lowered her golden eyes slightly, her fair face concealed, but it couldn’t hide the moving blush. She softly, delicately, and tenderly said in a low, moist voice.
Ig smiled. He gently held the delicate and shy girl in his arms, lightly stroking her beautiful golden hair with one hand. He was just thinking about what tender and moving words he could use to make the girl even more bashful.
“Mmm, you two, don’t ignore me like I’m air! Even if I know about your relationship, can you save the flirting for when it’s just the two of you!”
Ophi’s small face was slightly flushed, and she chided them with a hint of annoyance.
However, this little princess of the ice dragon was not truly angry.
After all, one was her good friend whom she liked, and the other was her intimate confidante. Even though, because of their relationship, they often cuddled together every night these days, and she had less time to play with them, Ophi was not angry. Instead, she was genuinely happy for them.
Seemingly admonished by the ice dragon girl, Ophi’s fair face flushed slightly with shyness, and she bashfully hid her face behind Ig’s chest.
The black-haired young man gently embraced the girl’s slender waist, smiling awkwardly. Just as he was thinking about how to explain himself and the young lady, the ice dragon girl suddenly broke into a radiant smile, twisted her beautiful, gorgeous little head, and turned to say:
“But, anyway, you’re all my friends! Don’t be like this in front of outsiders… Hmm, we should go. That little count and the silver-haired elf lady are waiting for us!”
Saying this, the silver-ice dragon girl didn’t wait for the two who were intentionally showing off to respond. She turned and walked forward, even letting out a soft scoff of dissatisfaction.
Ig awkwardly rubbed his nose and turned his head to look at the beautiful girl beside him, who had been meticulously dressed. Verafia lowered her face and let out a slightly shy huff. Her slender jade fingers gripped the young man’s waist with a little force.
Ig almost cried out in pain but managed to restrain himself, his gaze tenderly stroking the girl’s delicate hair.
“Mmm, you guy…”
Verafia buried her little head. The golden dawn, filtering through the castle’s tall windows, wet her flawless and beautiful face.
It seemed to represent their, his and her, happy and beautiful future.
Verafia suddenly lifted her golden eyes and playfully chided, “Mmm, you idiot, let’s go! Don’t make that little ice dragon feel disappointed! Besides, Sirius and the elf lady are waiting for us.”
After speaking, she pushed away the young man’s hand, her face flushed with shyness, and like an escaping fugitive, she tightly followed the ice dragon girl.
The morning sun, like brilliant gold, scattered behind the girl.
Ig gazed at the girl’s figure, a smile appearing on his face. It was his and the girl’s future, as bright as the golden dawn, that he envisioned.
He shook his head lightly and caught up to the figure of his beloved girl.
