The moment Ren mentioned the dishes, his mouth watered a little beneath the veil. He had caught the delicious aroma drifting in from outside earlier, and he hadn't been able to stop himself from wondering what everything tasted like.
But then he remembered that he had already eaten some snacks earlier. Besides, it was his wedding night. What kind of groom would sit down and start eating a full meal on his wedding night?
He shook his head gently.
"I'm fine. Thank you."
"Are you sure? You can have something brought in. There's plenty—"
Ren was about to persuade him again when he heard footsteps approaching the room.
He turned towards the doorway.
The moment he saw the familiar figure entering, he hurriedly stood up.
"Lady Heena!"
The half closed heavy wooden door of the bridal chamber creaked open, but the moment Heena stepped across the threshold, she stopped.
