Chapter 60

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The fragrant steam swirled around us as. Tsuneo stood up. His muscles rippled as he stretched. A bead of water trickled down his chest, catching the soft glow of the oil lamps and disappearing into the silken waistband of his sleep trousers. My breath hitched in my throat, a traitorous blush creeping up my cheeks.

"Are you ready, Morgan?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine.

Ready? The question hung heavy in the air. Ready for what?"

He cocked an eyebrow at me then sank back down, crawling across the tub toward me.

"Maybe that after we make proper appearances." I stammered. "I meant the celebration."

I bit my lip. That's right. Tonight was the night of the celebratory banquet for our marriage - a ceremony both grand and unsettling. While a part of me reveled in the unexpected joy I'd found. with Tsuneo, another part remained wary. The human world felt a million miles away, and the weight of responsibility for a fragile peace pressed heavily on my shoulders.

Sensing my apprehension, Tsuneo's brow furrowed. He cupped my cheek. His dark opal eyes. searched mine. "Is something wrong?"

I hesitated.

"It's just... a lot to take in," I admitted.

He smiled, a gentle, understanding curve of his lips. "I know," he said, his voice soft. "But you're not alone in this. We'll face it together."

His words offered a much-needed comfort. Taking a deep breath, I forced a smile. "You're right. Besides, I have a feeling there will be plenty of distractions tonight."

A playful glint entered his eyes. "Speaking of distractions," he said, standing and offering me his hands. "I have gifts for you."

tub. He wrapped me in a thick towel and led me into his closet toward a set of thin wooden boxes. The tops of them were

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widened. "A wedding present, he explained. "I had it made especially

and his was made of a black fabric intricately embroidered with gold dragons and what looked like fiery phoenixes. It was the perfect counterpart to mine.

inheriting couple to wear. Given the circumstances..." He chuckled. He trailed his fingers over the black dragons

your parents wear

were married yes. Afterward, I was told that my mother would wear her gown whenever she

mother sounds like

"She would have loved you... So, I want you

a box and offered it to me. Inside was a diadem of a black

she wanted to give

beautiful," I

you."

curved into a gentle smile. "It's nothing compared to the woman who will wear it," he said, his voice low and

blush crept up my cheeks, a welcome

help you

about it, I nodded. He knelt before me, his gaze lingering on my face for a moment before he began to help me dress. The simple act, his touch feather-light against my skin, sent a thrill down my spine. It would be the first time he'd see me naked. I didn't

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I was feverish by

hands framing my face. His eyes held a depth of

he whispered, his voice thick with something akin to

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