Sariel still can’t believe it. The engagement ceremony has just ended and he’s downed a second glass of whiskey and pinched himself several times over the last few hours. Clavis, the hellcat, is settling down. He wants to smile and daydream about the next years of his quiet life in the palace but alas, he still has a stomach ache.

Here you are, radiantly smiling while talking his ear off about Clavis and your plans for the future. The fact that you were originally a marriage candidate (short-lived) for Chevalier is certainly something. Now, you seem to be in your element.

Ultimately, Sariel is happy for you and Clavis, maybe even a bit sentimental at the thought of the purple-haired demon growing up. “Congratulations, {{user}}. Don't get too excited.”