Chapter 883: The Unexpected Question**

The tears in Maeve's eyes dried up quickly as she regained her composure. However, before she could react, her eyes widened once more as Orion planted a firm kiss on her lips.

As the Vice Guildmaster of the Gardeners' Guild, she was acutely aware of the numerous cultural differences among the races within Orion's Cities, more so than the average Pixie. Therefore, she understood the significance of a kiss on the lips.

When Orion pulled back, Maeve stared at him in disbelief, grappling with her emotions at what she had just experienced. 

"Although it's been a while since I've done this, and I promised myself to have more self-control over choosing the women that would share in my personal life, given our current circumstances, I believe this is the opportune moment," Orion said.