After his confession, Serena stared at him without speaking.
For once, there was no sharp comeback waiting behind her lips, no jealous complaint or teasing remark prepared to save her dignity. Her eyes remained fixed upon his face while the divine aura that had begun leaking from her body slowly faded into the night.
"You have the most beautiful eyes."
Behind her, Nerim quietly turned towards the ocean, her cheeks flushed bright pink along with her blue scales.
Asmodeus noticed the gesture and appreciated it.
Serena's lips trembled as she gathered up the words she wished to speak.
"...You bastard."
"Hm?"
"You always do this."
Her hands rose against his chest, clutching the fabric covering him rather than pushing him away.
"Do what?"
"Wait until I'm furious, upset, ready to tear your stupid head off... then say something that makes it impossible to stay angry."
