Max walked through the castle hallways with a smile so wide his face was starting to hurt.
He couldn't help it.
Last night had been perfect.
Dinner with Elanor.
The way she looked at him.
The kiss.
The night together.
Waking up with the princess sleeping on his chest.
Everything felt like it was going too well.
Even the castle looked different that morning.
Brighter.
Calmer.
Max was practically jogging through the hallways while searching for Dorian so they could continue investigating the issue with Thara.
Because yes, they had a possible criminal performing forbidden rituals inside the castle.
But honestly…
It was hard to feel worried after waking up while hugging the most beautiful woman in Eldoria.
"I'm engaged to a princess…"
he told himself, still unable to fully believe it.
And not just that.
They were actually going to get married.
For real.
Max let out a quiet laugh to himself while turning down one of the corridors in the west wing of the castle.
