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“Really?” Milo gasped, feigning surprise. “Someone should get that witch a trophy, a sash, something to commemorate such a spectacular accomplishment.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” I dug into my pocket and retrieved a small box, placing it on the table between Milo and me.

The action happened so swiftly, so nonchalantly, I didn’t even have the chance to second-guess myself.

There were a hundred different ways I’d planned on sharing this. Find the right time. Right words.

All that need for perfection crumbled away as I stared into Milo’s wide blue eyes.

I’d left him speechless, thoughtless too. A first for everything. The man who prepared for every possibility in the world never predicted this outcome.

“What is that?”

“Exactly what you think it is.” I opened the box, showing two golden bands. “Will you?”

“I…” Milo swallowed, trying to comprehend what he saw before his eyes.

His thoughts flitted in and out of his visions, obscuring his mind from my telepathy.

“Are you telling me I really have never once proposed as a possibility?”

“If you did, I clearly didn’t pay attention.” Milo stared at the rings. “I’ve planned this a hundred times over and already had narrowed it down to eight perfect places and twenty-seven potential dates.”

“All taking place after we deal with the threat of the Celestial Coven, I’m guessing?”

“After the pressing dangers are resolved, yes.”

“I don’t want to wait until things are perfect, until everything is fine.” I grabbed one of the rings from the box. “You’re a Global Guild member. Among the top ten, in fact.”

“What can I say? I aim to be the best.” Milo shot me a boyish grin, somewhat cocky, but mostly attempting to hide his still flabbergasted mind.

“There will always be another case, a reason to postpone happiness. I don’t want to fall for that trap.”

I slid the ring on my finger, letting Milo’s vision flow through my mind. The mere sight of the ring on my hand warped his perception, flooding his thoughts with so many endorphins.

“I want to marry you.”

Milo sucked in a shaky breath.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Milo’s eyes watered.

“I want to build a family together.”

Milo’s mind wandered to the potential of more children, a bigger home, lots of ridiculous pets, and so many other fantasies, I couldn’t help but let the thoughts and possibilities envelop my mind too.

“I want that too.” Milo grabbed his ring and slid it on his finger like the most natural thing in the world.

Here we were, engaged. One step closer to our happiest ever after that ever aftered.

Our server returned, making Milo laugh with this sheepish, flustered excitement. He didn’t know if we were in the bragging state or not. A night like tonight was meant to be for us, but that also meant celebrating with whoever we wanted and flaunting our happiness just a little.

“Looks like I’m finally making an honest man out of Enchanter Evergreen.” I cupped Milo’s hand in mine, raising them up to show our server.

“How lovely.” The server smiled, focused on niceties, but genuinely not surprised since this location apparently led to quite a few engagements.

I frowned, realizing how predictable I was, but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t the moment itself that mattered so much as the life we’d build after this moment.