Chapter 951: Grown Up
Quinlan didn’t need the stars to shine that night.
Because all of his light stood right in front of him.
He slowly turned his head, taking in the breathtaking sight of his women. His lovers, his strength, his heart.
On the far left stood Aurora.
She looked... different. Stunning, as always, but there was something more now. A regal air, subtle but undeniable. She wore a gorgeous evening gown of deep violet and silver. It hugged her feminine curves in a way that was elegant rather than provocative, sophisticated rather than coy.
Quinlan tilted his head, confused a bit. "Since when did my soft little plump princess start dressing like a mature lady?"
Aurora’s cheeks reddened just a bit as she registered his words and glanced down at herself. But then she composed herself. "I gave it a lot of thought while you were away. And... I’ve decided to stop playing the ’daddy’s girl.’"
That made him blink.
She continued, her voice steadier, more mature than what he was used to hearing from her, especially outside the battlefield. "I want to be your wife, your alchemist, your enchanter, and that’s it. I want to stand next to you as a woman, not hide beneath childish affection. I’m done playing games."
Then, softer—a bit shyly—she added, "I’ll talk to Rosie too. I’ll ask her to accept me as her mother, instead of her sister. It’s time."
Quinlan stared at her for a moment, taken aback. So much of Aurora’s identity had once been wrapped up in her neediness, her hunger for protection. But now...