"My birthday?"
Gwen looked at the elegant Victor in front of her, and her whole body froze on the spot.
The surrounding cello sounds changed from a soothing rhythm at the beginning to a light and joyful one, and the lights throughout the restaurant reflected brighter from the crystals above.
People focused all their attention on the two of them.
It seemed that everyone present tonight was here to celebrate her alone.
Gwen had never felt like this.
Because of her childhood experience, no one would celebrate her.
Only when Kefla is at home, the sister who loves her the most will quietly prepare two pieces of cake for her.
But as Kefla grew up and left home, this surprise was stripped away from Gwen's life.
Over time, even she herself forgot about this special festival that was special to her every year.
At this moment, Gwen seemed to understand.
Why did Liya take the trouble to help her put on her makeup and help her design such a beautiful dress.
Why, Victor would suddenly invite her to dinner.
It turned out that they had been preparing from the beginning.
An indescribable emotion slowly emerged and brewed in Gwen's heart.
She remembered.
Today is my birthday.
Even she was almost reminded of the day by Victor.
This was the person she had hated the most.
Gwenton was where he was, as if there was a huge boulder hanging in his heart.
She wanted to say thank you and thank Victor in front of her.
But his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say anything.
She stood there, but she felt a little anxious.
Around her, there were clearly countless people looking at her.
If she never responds.
Wouldn't that embarrass Victor?
Move, Gwen.
Is it so difficult to just say a word?
I beg you……
"I……"
"Um?"
Victor looked at her with a smile.
That smile was an emotion Gwen had never seen on Victor's face.
Could it be that he is happy?
Just for me?
For someone like me?
Even though he was still silent, his eyes were still soft.
Like a bright moonlight.
Guide and shine upon her.
"You don't like it?"
"No...no."
Gwen shook her head and spoke hurriedly.
But the voice seemed a little hoarse.
Gwen was a little nervous and a little regretful.
I regret that I shouldn't have said this.
How could her voice become so ugly?
Victor will definitely be laughed at.
Perhaps noticing her slight embarrassment, Victor leaned down slightly, looking like a gentleman, and slowly held her hand.
The touch of the broad palm came through the gloves.
A warm feeling rubbed the palm of her hand, making her feel numb.
He also held her hand, but this time the feeling was completely different from before.
I feel itchy in my heart, but also feel an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
It was as if someone had built a steel castle to protect him.
Victor's voice slowly sounded in Gwen's ears:
"Then it's time for us to eat."
"Miss Gwen."
The moment the words fell, the surrounding flames shot up from the ground of the restaurant and shot straight into the sky.
Above the ground, the released greenery quietly ignited, and the thin tree trunks were also wrapped in flames.
The leaves burned, and at the moment they were swallowed up by the flames, red flowers began to bloom.
It is like an epiphyllum that emerges and brings beauty to everyone. The moment it is swallowed up by the flames, it takes on an even more exquisite beauty.
The temperature gradually increased, but the surrounding area only became slightly warmer.
It's like sitting by the fire, quiet and warm.
Then, the gradually expanding flames began to gradually wrap around Gwen and Victor.
The huge restaurant opened its dome, and a flaming castle gradually formed from the restaurant.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the sparkling plants gradually turned into ashes and floated in the air.
A flame roared instantly and fluttered for a while.
The two people in the flames seemed to turn into ashes after the flames dissipated.
It was as if a stream of light was lit in the air and left quietly.
After they left, the huge cake on the table seemed to be automatically cut open by a blue magic dagger.
Corners of uniformly sized cakes were divided into numerous plates.
They slowly floated in the air, as if they were picked up out of thin air by invisible hands, and placed firmly in front of everyone watching.
The nobles looked at the cakes in front of them and were a little overwhelmed thinking of Victor's wonderful magic.
I really didn’t expect that.
Even if you run out for a meal, you can still get a piece of cake.
It seems... Victor is not as inhumane as others said?
All in all, this time.
The fact that Victor celebrated Gwen's birthday in a very high-profile manner will soon spread throughout the royal capital.
.......
Gwen slowly landed on the ground and slowly opened her eyes.
What comes into view is an extremely large and luxurious restaurant private room.
Candlelight covered the top of the wall, and little bits of light spread into the sky.
The floor under her feet was also extremely soft. Gwen looked down and saw that the red wool blanket was covering the entire room.
The huge red silk-like curtain stretched ten meters to the ground.
There are transparent windows all around. Looking out from the inside, they are in the highest rooftop private room in the entire restaurant.
Through the window, every move of the people below can be seen.
The waiters in the private room were neatly arranged on both sides, their behavior was elegant, and everyone was very respectful.
In front of them was an extremely long dining table. The white tablecloth was covered with golden dinner plates. Each dinner plate was of different sizes, with all the delicacies on it. It was extremely luxurious.
"Isn't this such a waste?"
"I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I ordered one of each dish."
As Victor said, the waiter pulled out the chair in front of him and asked him to sit down.
The waiter on the side took the initiative to hand him a napkin. Victor waved his hand, and a flame burned out of thin air, turning into a burning napkin hanging on his chest.
Then, he snapped his fingers in the air, and the surrounding dishes were suspended in the air, turning one after another in front of Gwen like a carousel.
Gwen was dazzled.
As long as she wants to eat something, the next second the food will automatically float in front of her.
Since getting to know Victor, Gwen has always believed that magic is an extremely magical and convenient ability.
The waiters were stunned for a while. Seeing Victor's extremely natural operation, they felt that they seemed a bit redundant.
Are you so powerful?
What else do we need as waiters?
Victor nodded to one side, and the waiters immediately understood what Victor meant.
They were very discerning, turned around in unison, and left the private room neatly.
In the entire large private room, only Victor and Gwen were left, sitting opposite each other.
She glanced up at Victor.
The man in front of him was swimming leisurely, holding a knife and fork in both hands, eating slowly.
Even chewing made Gwen look elegant.
She only had dinner with Victor twice.
And every time, she would feel that Victor's elegance was not a result of acquired training, but a temperament that was born in his bones.
He perfectly displayed the gentleness and elegance of a nobleman.
Just looking at him is a pleasure.
Gwen gradually relaxed, opened her mouth, and said gratefully:
"Thank you...you saved me just now."
In the situation just now, if Gwen didn't say anything, both of them would only be ridiculed.
After all, he couldn't even say a word. Is this the mentality that a former Royal Knight Commander should have?
Fortunately, Victor took her away suddenly and quickly pulled Gwen out from the crowd.
It was as if he had realized something a long time ago and was always waiting to rescue her.
"It doesn't matter."
Victor did not raise his head and continued to eat slowly.
Gwen lowered her head, kept rubbing her hands in front of her waist, and asked nervously:
"That... that."
"Why do you know my birthday, and why...do such a thing?"
Why are you so nice to me?
Gwen did not say this sentence.
She was afraid that the other party would just respond to her. This was just the basic courtesy of a noble.
For some reason, she didn't want to hear such words coming from Victor's mouth.
Apart from Kefla, she couldn't choose anyone else to celebrate her birthday with.
She wanted to keep this moment in her heart, even if the other person's so-called good intentions were just her wishful thinking.
Victor picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece of the thick steak, and stuck the fork in it.
"Open your mouth."
Gwen was stunned and her mouth opened slightly.
She was about to say something, but Victor had already stood up, stretched out his hand, and put the beef on the fork to Gwen's mouth.
Gwen leaned back slightly and looked at the piece of beef, her face suddenly turned rosy.
"I, I...I didn't mean that..."
"Open your mouth."
Calm words, but with a tone that could not be refused.
Under Victor's gaze, Gwen's mind was in confusion.
She couldn't help but close her eyes and opened her mouth slightly.
The steaming beef was put into your mouth.
Gwen chewed, feeling the juices bursting in her mouth and the warmth flowing on her tongue.
It's obviously just an ordinary steak, with an ordinary taste.
But now it feels extremely delicious.
Gradually, Gwen became a little sinking into it.
She didn't want to open her eyes.
She didn't want to see Victor disappear in front of her after opening her eyes.
It's better to keep going like this.
A rustling sound rang in his ears, and Victor sat back in his chair.
He picked up the knife and fork again, forked a piece of cake without any scruples, and put it in his mouth to taste.
After chewing slowly, Victor's voice slowly sounded in Gwen's ears.
"After eating, don't go home yet."
"Take you somewhere."
"...!?"
As if she thought of something, Gwen's face turned red.
She opened her eyes suddenly and could no longer remain calm. She quickly stood up, stretched out a hand and waved it wildly in front of Victor, shouting to stop him:
"No...no!"
"That kind of thing should at least wait until marriage..."
Victor: "?"
