FELIX
Our drive back to Fresia was quiet, but joyful. Despite the darkness of yesterday’s encounter with Derek, the trip had been a success.
And I was returning with a fiancée.
I was still trying to figure out a way to persuade Mila to have a quick wedding, but I knew there was no point in trying to organize anything before the restaurant opened. Her mind was entirely preoccupied with how to get the business up and running, which I respected.
I just really wanted to make sure I could live to eat there.
We arrived in time for dinner with my parents. I decided I wanted to tell them the good news of our engagement in person.
As we approached the casual living area of the castle, I turned to Mila. I was pleased to see her smiling at her ring, hardly looking up.
“Are you ready?” I as
