The night sky, like a vast bolt of black silk, unfurled silently above the castle, blanketing the world in its gentle embrace.
Inside the bedchamber, ornate lamps cast a soft, intimate glow, as if silently narrating the romantic tale about to unfold.
After dinner, Su Yaoyao and her seven Beast Husbands gathered in the cozy room, a subtle yet fervent tension hanging in the air.
Augustine was the first to break the silence. He turned slightly, his gaze a burning flame fixed scorchingly upon Su Yaoyao.
His gaze was deep and focused, as if the rest of the world had faded away, leaving only Yaoyao in his sight.
His voice was deep and magnetic, like an ancient string being gently plucked, its resonance flowing through the quiet air. "Yaoyao, may I sleep with you tonight?" His tone held an almost imperceptible tension, as if he were awaiting a final verdict from fate.
