Moments later, the River Styx took the form of the goddess once more. Had she found a place within the river to make herself presentable? Her attire and appearance seemed somewhat altered.

"...Phew. How can you spring a proposal on me like that! Couldn’t you have at least set the mood a little...?"

"Is it that you don’t want to...?"

"Of course not! Do you know how long I’ve agonized over whether I should be the one to propose first?"

Face flushed, Styx pulled me toward her. I didn’t resist, smiling as I kissed her again.

A faint silver line …