Orion chuckled, gently shaking his head in mild amusement before beginning his recount of the intense battle and the subsequent months spent unconscious, thoroughly explaining the details with patient clarity.
Seraph listened quietly, her gentle gaze never leaving his face, genuinely absorbed in his recounting of events, emotions flowing clearly within her expressive emerald eyes—concern, admiration, worry, and ultimately relief that he had returned safely to her side.
They continued chatting comfortably for a while, enjoying the gentle warmth and quiet companionship they had both missed deeply.
Eventually, Orion’s expression turned quietly serious, his gaze thoughtful yet gently determined as he looked directly into Seraph’s eyes.
With careful deliberation, he softly asked the question that had lingered unspoken for so long, "Seraph, now that you can speak again, I wanted to ask you something important. Are you afflicted with any kind of curse?"
Seraph immediately hesitated, her slender fingers nervously tightening around the edges of her gown.
After a moment of quiet internal struggle, she exhaled softly, finally nodding gently in affirmation. Her voice was quiet, her expression carrying faint sadness, "Yes..."
Orion nodded calmly, his expression kind yet determined as he carefully retrieved the Three Lives Morning Dew from his inventory, gently placing the exquisite treasure upon the table before her.
The small vial shimmered faintly under the sunlight, exuding a gentle, calming energy.
"This is a special treasure," Orion explained gently, his voice filled with hopeful sincerity. "It can heal nearly any injury and even possesses powerful curse-removal properties. Why don’t you try using it? Perhaps it might help you."
Seraph gazed quietly at the exquisite vial for a long moment, her emerald eyes reflecting uncertainty and a gentle sense of awe.
Slowly, she raised her gaze, meeting Orion’s earnest, reassuring eyes. She shook her head softly, her voice hesitant yet sincere, "This... is too... precious for me."
Orion laughed out loud, the clear, joyful sound filling the room with comforting warmth as he gently shook his head.
His eyes sparkled playfully yet genuinely affectionate as he responded warmly, "You’re far more precious to me than this little elixir, Seraph. Please, just try it. I’m not entirely sure how effective it’ll be, but we have nothing to lose."
Her heart swelled gently at his sincere words, warmth spreading pleasantly through her entire body.
A gentle smile finally returned to her face, genuine and filled with trust, as she slowly reached toward the vial, fingers gently wrapping around it.
She carefully held it close, her emerald eyes meeting Orion’s gaze, clearly expressing quiet gratitude and trust. With a soft nod, she gently whispered, "Then... I’ll try... Thank you, Orion."
Orion nodded gently, observing Seraph as she carefully uncorked the delicate vial. The gentle scent of morning dew and blooming flowers drifted softly through the air, filling the room with a comforting fragrance.
Orion’s gaze remained fixed on Seraph’s emerald eyes, steady and reassuring, silently encouraging her to proceed.
Holding the vial with delicate fingers, Seraph inhaled softly, steeling her nerves. Her gentle eyes locked briefly with Orion’s once more, absorbing the quiet reassurance he offered.
She tilted the vial upward, the crystal-clear liquid flowing smoothly past her lips as she emptied its contents in a single, determined gulp.
Both Orion and Seraph fell into silence, eyes gently locked onto each other, waiting breathlessly for the elixir’s effects to manifest.
For several moments, nothing appeared to happen, the gentle warmth of sunlight the only sensation lingering in the silent room. Orion’s brows furrowed slightly, anxiety beginning to creep into his heart, wondering if perhaps he’d raised Seraph’s hopes prematurely.
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