Anthony frowned as he struggled to regain his balance after the tumultuous teleportation journey. A feeling of discomfort fluttered in his stomach, and dizziness threatened to overwhelm him. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath in an attempt to steady himself, trying to quell the nausea that threatened to surface.
However, before he could find his center, a soft and pleasant voice broke the silence, interrupting his attempt to calm his disorientation. "Oh, what do we have here?" the voice resonated with a playful cadence and a hint of seriousness. "Are you trying to propose to me? You should know I'm a mature woman, you definitely have about fifteen years' disadvantage at least," the voice continued, weaving an aura of fun and seriousness at the same time.
