Liria was still processing Milara's bold declaration when a ripple of laughter erupted from her System.
[Congratulations,] it chimed in dryly. [You've just been proposed to by a demon noble. This must be some sort of record for speed.]
"Oh, you're hilarious," Liria replied silently, trying to keep her expression neutral. Out loud, she said, "Milara, that's… very sweet of you. But I don't think marriage is on the agenda."
Milara pouted, her tiny horns poking up in indignation. "But I gave you a kiss! That means we're engaged!"
The absurdity of the moment almost made Liria laugh, but she quickly composed herself as Milara's eyes widened with pleading innocence. "You're such a warrior! You're beautiful, and your sword is so shiny! I've never seen anyone like you, Liria. It must be fate!"
