"It's beautiful."
Cywen couldn't help but walk over. He squatted down in front of Lilith and held her hand. "You are so beautiful."
At this moment, Lilith felt as if she saw a sky full of stars in his eyes.
It was a very simple wedding dress. The smooth satin wrapped around her exquisitely, highlighting Lilith's good figure. It shone with a delicate and soft pearly luster in the sunlight, making her look both holy and attractive.
"This one?" Lilith chuckled softly.
"No problem." Cywen took her hand and kissed the back of it. "Won't you look at the others?"
"No need. It's quite troublesome to keep changing clothes," Lilith refused. She was no longer the Rose of the Wentworth family and didn't want to be bound by any glory, not even from Cywen.
"As you wish." Cywen had no objection.
