Chapter 550

Chapter 550:
He took her hand. Their eyes met, both smiling.
He led her into the crowd.
The sun had dipped below the horizon, and the island shifted into night.
Their first stop was a boutique known for its intricate designs. As they arrived, a staff member stepped forward.
“Miss Bennett?” the woman said with a smile. “Please, come with us.”
Millie glanced at Myron. He nodded.
She followed the staff member inside.
They dressed her in a gown covered in gemstones, perfectly complementing the half-mask. The woman in the mirror looked radiant.
When Millie stepped outside, the magician was gone, but a man stood waiting.
His clothes matched hers perfectly.
“Myron?” she called out, already knowing it was him.
“It’s me,” he answered.
He held out his hand again, and she placed hers in his.
They walked back to the street.
In the short time Millie had changed, night had fully arrived. The island now shimmered with unusual lights. Lamps glowed beside trails of floating smoke, flickering like stars.
If viewed from the sky, the lights would spell out one name. Millie.
Energy surged across the little island as people flowed in from every direction, drawn by the excitement in the air. Tonight’s event welcomed all, but there was a dress code, so guests arrived in their finest, eager to join the festivities.
Glowing lights shimmered across the water, and more than a few guests speculated about the significance behind the dazzling display. Someone even managed to catch Myron’s impromptu magic show for Millie on video and posted it online, where it instantly began making the rounds. Viewers everywhere were transfixed, swept up by the impossible wonder of it all.
“Wait, is the island this lively just because Myron wanted to put a smile on Millie’s face? That’s actually adorable.” Find the newest release on.net
“Seriously, am I the only one dying to know how he pulled off those tricks? I need to learn them—I’ve got to impress my girlfriend somehow!”
“I’m in, too!”
As chatter buzzed through the crowd, Egbert caught sight of the video. He was halfway through dinner and nearly choked on his food.
“That bastard Myron—he really played me!” Egbert slammed his fork onto the table, cursing under his breath. “He’s got that whole bookish act going, but underneath, he’s as slippery as they come. One minute he seems to know nothing about romance, the next he’s pulling stunts just to impress Millie!” Steam practically billowed from Egbert’s ears.
He’d been plotting his own big gesture, especially since Flesta had a reputation as the country of romance. But now, Myron had stolen the spotlight right out from under him.
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