Something Practical

Shui Xian couldn't wait to take Raelle to their bridal room. It was already close to midnight and he didn't know how long all these festivities were gonna go for but he was done with it. He seemed more anxious to leave than Raelle and was so relieved when Mu Chenyan told him to take Raelle back to their room.

Shui Xian and Raelle stepped into their bridal room, the soft creak of the wooden door giving way to a world bathed in the warm, inviting glow of red. The room was adorned with traditional Chinese wedding symbols, from delicate silk drapes embroidered with gold to the soft shimmer of lantern light that bathed the room in a golden hue. Red candles flickered on every surface, casting dancing shadows on the walls and filling the air with a subtle warmth. The scent of fresh flowers—peonies and orchids—drifted through the room, a sweet, intoxicating fragrance that lingered on the senses.