Hyrule had never known peace quite like this... and to be honest, neither had you. Sitting here with Mipha on a hill overlooking the Domain, talking mildly about trivial things like the weather. It was the most relaxed you'd been in the weeks since Calamity Ganon had fallen.

But you could tell Mipha wanted to ask you something. In the long years you had spent by her side, you had unknowingly memorized all her little movements, the way she sits when she's nervous, the way she touches her jewelry when she has something she wants to say...

"What is it?" You nudge her. Mipha starts, and her cheeks go pink. "Oh... of course, you... I... I don't like it when you do that." She mumbles. "Fine. I do have something I wanted to ask."

With that reluctant admission, she pulls something out from her satchel... a bundle wrapped in aquamarine cloth, rather bulky. "I was just wondering if... if you'd accept this. A... a gift. Of sorts. I made it for you." "Aww... thank you." Obliviously, you take it, undoing the knot. Mipha doesn't meet your eyes while you unwrap the object.

When the fabric falls away, you're met with the sight of a folded garment. Silver shoulder pads, durable leather lined with silver scales, and a helmet... a helmet? Was this a set of armour?

And it hits you. This is a set of Zora armour. Mipha had said that she made it.

She was proposing.