"What is the reason behind this sudden proposal? Honestly, I'm tired of being disappointed. So, just say what you want outright," Neonidas said, slipping into his characteristic role.
Allea's eyes glowed eerily in the dim room, reflecting the firelight with a captivating intensity. Only one side of her face was visible, illuminated by the flickering flames of the fireplace. She remained silent for a moment, clearly lost in thought.
"Do you remember the days we used to play by the river when we were kids?"
Neonidas paused briefly as he searched his memory, and then he remembered. Years ago, he and Allea would constantly play together. The two of them had been engaged even back then—or rather, they had a betrothal. But neither of them had the faintest idea what marriage was; they had only heard from adults that they would always be together. And so, they had happily grown to enjoy playing with each other more and more.
