The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 11

Seeing Celeste in his robe, Lysander’s ears flushed slightly pink, though he tried to sound casual.

“Hey, Ophelia?”

Celeste took his hand, swinging it gently.

“It’s late. Aren’t you done yet, Lysander? Let’s have a break.”

Lysander smiled tenderly and shook his head. “Nothing important. You’re right–we should sleep.”

He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and guided her toward the bedroom.

In the cozy warmth of the bed, they held each other close. Eyes shut, yet neither of them slept.

As Celeste lay in Lysander’s embrace, her thoughts drifted inward:

‘Navier, you were right. He hasn’t asked about you once. He doesn’t deserve loyalty nor loving. If you hadn’t warned me, I might have foolishly fallen for his fake affection.‘

Despite holding the reborn Opheliamade him ecstatic, Lysander felt strangely hollow.

No matter how hard he tried to fall asleep, Navier’s face kept flashing through his mind.

The next morning, Lysander had luxury boutiques deliver countless garments tailored to Ophelia’s size for Celeste to choose from.

price tags that

trained

through the selections casually, choosing only a

style.

Lysander. You really don’t have to spoil me like

the least of my concerns,” Lysander smiled. “This is barely a rounding error on my accounts. It’s

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that broke

crease between his brows, her

still worry about you working yourself so tired. I don’t need all this expensive stuff–just having

through Lysander’s chest, his lips curving upward involuntarily.

don’t mind the work–actually, I love watching

VISA–CARD into her

this for anything

prepared to leave, Lysander casually told Celeste, “Let me remind them of setting

toward the group while Celeste trailed silently behind

preferences,And-” He hesitated for half

Have them delivered to her new

Sera Manor

nodded

items–along with Sera Manor itself–as compensation for Navier once he