Marriage Proposal

Hearing the woman call out his full name, a sneer curled at the corners of Raphael's lips. His eyes locked onto hers, his eyebrows furrowing in suspicion.

In contrast, the woman appeared utterly at ease. A blissful expression played across her face as she studied him. Her tail flicked behind her, and after a moment, she began to wander around the room.

She couldn't help but nod in appreciation at the gadgets displayed in each cabinet. It was undeniable that when it came to innovation and creation, Raphael was among the best.

Pausing in front of a particularly intriguing device, she turned back towards him. "Which gadget would you recommend for me?" she asked, her smile taking on a seductive quality.

Raphael's expression remained unreadable, his curiosity piqued. The woman chuckled softly, understanding his confusion. "Don't bother. We haven't met before," she clarified, before quickly correcting herself. "Or rather, we haven't officially met."