Chapter 62 New Year Celebration.
Inside the silent room, Jin stood before the mirror, adjusting his formal outfit in preparation for the celebration that would be held not long from now. The suit, a tuxedo, was a rising brand that had recently made a name in the capital.
Jin wore a white suit over a black shirt inside, a gift from his mother, who happened to buy it along her way from the castle. He gently pinched his white tie, letting it settle perfectly in the middle of his chest.
"I think this was enough," Jin murmured. The reflection from the mirror, showing his slicked hair, seemed to stir something in his heart.
A soft knock broke the stillness in the room and drew his gaze toward the door, "Yes, who is it?".
"Um, Jin." Silvia’s soft voice echoed behind the door, fading like a gentle whisper.
However, her voice soothed the ragging shame swirling in his chest as Jin turned toward the mirror for the last time and then walked toward the door. Each step seemed heavier for him, recalling the upcoming event.
Swallowing his reluctance, Jin twisted the door handle and opened it, only to get struck by a thunder. Bolting him down with a powerful strike as he stiffened like a pole.
"Ahaha, how do I look?".
Silvia gently twirls her white gown. Her pristine beauty seems otherworldly, coupled with the ethereal atmosphere from her aura, which turns her almost like a Goddess under the evening light.
The gown’s off-shoulder design revealed her smooth, pale skin. Her smooth neckline was draped by silver hair that cascaded down to the chest area and back in a graceful half-up style.
Jin was mesmerized by her beauty; he gulped to moisten his barren throat and opened his stiff lips.