At midnight, the flap of the chieftain's tent was lifted, and a gust of icy wind swept in.
Lilith entered, wrapped in a thick fur cloak, followed closely by Lysinthia and Violet.
"My dear Orion, is there something to celebrate? You're smiling so brightly!"
The moment Lilith stepped inside, she noticed the faint smile lingering on Orion's face.
Orion lifted a corner of the massive fur blanket covering him, gesturing for Lilith to join him and warm herself.
Lilith's face lit up with a blissful smile. She quickly shed her clothes and slipped under the fur, pressing her body against Orion's, rubbing against him like a playful cat.
Orion wrapped his arms around her, halting her teasing movements.
"I have a gift for you."
Lilith poked her head out from under the fur, looking up at Orion with wide, expectant eyes.
"My dear Orion, do you really have a gift for me?"