Liria sighed, half-amused, half-trapped. Of all the problems a transmigrated heroine could face, how did mine turn into being engaged to a demon noble after a cheek kiss? She could feel Milara's gaze on her, glittering with admiration, and the increasingly insistent presence of Milara's parents, who were practically vibrating with excitement over this "blessed union."
Before she could think of another polite way to decline, Enara's mothers swept in, their imposing figures and dark auras commanding the room instantly. Queen Verida's piercing gaze fell on Milara's parents, and the soft smile she wore was filled with barely veiled menace.
"A marriage proposal for our dear Liria?" Verida asked, her tone like velvet wrapped around a blade.
"Yes, yes!" Milara's father nodded eagerly. "Your Majesties, we'd be honored to have Liria join our family. As you can see, Milara is quite smitten, and we can sense Liria feels the same!"
