Despite the anger that she must have felt, her mouth opened wide.
"A date...?" Zafira muttered. "You understand we don't need to uphold such formalities unless necessary, right?"
Rael nodded confidently. "I'm asking you, Zafira Sutekh, out on a date. Not Queen Zafira Sutekh."
Zafira continued staring at him for a moment before looking down. "...But why?"
"Why what?" Rael tilted his head. "Why I asked you out on a date?"
She swiftly nodded, causing him to sigh.
"Well, I'm interested in you," Rael said bluntly. "And I want to get to know you better. Not as the queen, but just as you."
"Hold on..." Zafira waved her hands in the air, flustered. "I don't think I heard you right, you said—"
"That I was interested in you? Yeah, you didn't mishear," Rael replied with a chuckle.
It seemed like the more he spoke, the less she could believe the situation she found herself in.
