Rowena Blackthorn (2/2)

"You… Moonstone!"

Kael, without sparing her a glance, gently set his spoon down. He spoke. "So, you know my name, after all. Nice to meet you, Marquessa. Now, if you excuse us, we need to go. I thank you for covering the restaurant's damage bill."

Then, he turned to Seraphina, a relaxed smile on his lips.

"Shall we decide where to go next?" he asked as if nothing had happened. "The haunted mansion or the vineyard?"

Seraphina blinked, stunned for a moment—before a slow, knowing smile curved her lips. It was deeply satisfying. And in that moment, her husband had never looked cooler.

She elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin, rising from her seat. "The vineyard," she replied smoothly. "It's best to deal with hauntings at night, after all."

Kael nodded in agreement, tossing a few gold coins onto the table as payment before extending his arm.

Seraphina involuntarily took it and rose to her feet.