Wastelands Horror Forest

He turned his head and saw Sapphira just behind his bench with her hands crossed. She raised a brow, probably questioning why he was out this late.

Sometimes, Asher wondered if she forgot that he was her lord. 

"It's late." His deep voice rang as he turned away. 

"I know. I'm wondering why His Lordship, who has a very busy schedule even until the moment of his departure, is wasting his resting hours in the silent hours of the night." 

Asher chuckled a bit. Because he lowered his head to chuckle, he had to lift up his head, and when he did, his eyes went up from Sapphira's bare feet to her head.

For the first time he saw her in her nightgown. It wasn't the provoking type as it reached her ankles, but it was sleeveless.

Just the sight of the black gown gently embracing her attractive womanly curves made Asher's pupils dilate.

He exhaled. "You look beautiful… in that dress."