"You… Moonstone!"
Kael, without sparing her a glance, gently set his spoon down. He spoke. "So, you know my name, after all. Nice to meet you, Marquessa. Now, if you excuse us, we need to go. I thank you for covering the restaurant's damage bill."
Then, he turned to Seraphina, a relaxed smile on his lips.
"Shall we decide where to go next?" he asked as if nothing had happened. "The haunted mansion or the vineyard?"
Seraphina blinked, stunned for a moment—before a slow, knowing smile curved her lips. It was deeply satisfying. And in that moment, her husband had never looked cooler.
She elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin, rising from her seat. "The vineyard," she replied smoothly. "It's best to deal with hauntings at night, after all."
Kael nodded in agreement, tossing a few gold coins onto the table as payment before extending his arm.
Seraphina involuntarily took it and rose to her feet.
