"Just the scenery outside," Vlad replied, turning around.
He found Seraphina standing there, wearing a high-neck sweater and thick but loose pajamas. Her crimson hair was spilled freely around her shoulders, framing her ethereal face, which carried a faint, natural pinkish hue.
"What's there to see?" Seraphina asked, giving a quick glance outside before returning her gaze to Vlad. "One look and it might give you nightmares for the rest of your life."
"Hmm, the scenery inside is far more beautiful," Vlad nodded in agreement.
His words left her with parted lips and widened eyes. 'D-did he just mean that for me? He definitely meant those words for me. What else is there here that he would find beautiful? But how could he say that with such a straight face?'
She began squirming, the pink hue of her cheeks turning crimson.
'There she loses her screw again,' Vlad sighed inwardly. He had gotten used to these minor crashes every now and then.
