Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao, on the verge of arguing with him, silently extended her hand and took the pentagram necklace from his palm.
She touched the glistening star with her finger and couldn't help but smile.
The star was silver and exceptionally radiant. It truly resembled the stars in the sky, twinkling and dazzling.
"For you," he whispered in her ear.
He retrieved the pentagram from her hand and gently tossed it into the air.
The star suddenly emitted a brilliant light. In the pitch-black room, it instantly illuminated everything, causing the young stoic to instinctively close her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, she was nearly stunned by the surreal sight before her.
On the pitch-black ceiling, a multitude of star fragments materialized. They glimmered as if they were transporting the entire night sky into the room. It was truly astonishing.
"Qiaoqiao." He gazed down at her and murmured, "Happy birthday."
