Neville smiled when he saw Demelza walk down the steps. "Wow." he muttered under his breath. He felt under-dressed in only a pair of jean and a button-down shirt.
"Hey." He hugged her back, giving her a quick kiss as they pulled apart and handing her a bunch roses he'd asked Romilda to conjure for her.
Romilda had come to him earlier in the day and showed him a room, telling him that he should bring Demelza there, and that she'd have it ready for them. What exactly she'd gotten it ready for, he didn't know.
"Uh, Romilda told me to bring you somewhere, do you know what she's got planned?"