Arms crossed, eyes narrowed, and chest puffed up, Yllana could almost breathe out fire from her nostrils as she looks at the grinning Lucien in front of her. "When are you going to remove this ring on my finger?"
Yllana held up her left hand where Lucien placed a silver ring. The ring's blue gem was giving off a faint glow that is noticeable even under the leather glove. With just one look, anyone would easily realize that it is a ring.
"I may have said that I like you, but I never said that I have set my eyes on you as my future husband," Lucien's grin vanished. He sighed and looked at the ground. "You have to take this off before the elders push you to be my husband."
