Mistake (Skip this chapter)

"W-were not married," Nebula stuttered in response while Cristian brushed it off, unaffected by her misconception, unlike Nebula.

"Oh, apologies. This way, please," the receptionist gestured, leading them to the second floor and pointed out a pair of silver boots, adorned with intricate metallic parts.

Even Cristian was stunned by the beauty and protective potential the boots offered. "I want it!" Nebula exclaimed, tugging at his sleeves, her puppy eyes fixed on him.

"Give it to her," he said casually, causing the receptionist's eyebrows to arch. "It's a diamond-ranked boot priced at 500 gold coins," she mentioned amiably.

At that moment, the door swung open, revealing a woman clad in a unique leather armor ensemble with long leggings extending to her boots.

A glimpse of her white thighs was visible, her blonde hair cascading down to her slender waist, accentuating wide hips and an alluring figure.