Alric had planned to propose to her on her birthday. He had planned it to be grand and memorable. Yet… here he was! Sitting on a bench with a border in her hand. He wanted to slap himself.
The only relief was she did not think much of it as their marriage was set in stone. He did not tell her he was giving her a choice. If she wanted to refuse, she could.
"We still have two months to plan. I will follow your plans." she smiled softly and took her hands away to continue eating her burger.
Alric knew that it was not intentional. Yet for some reason his chest felt empty. Her reply was so simple. It even felt forced for some reason. But he shook that feeling away.
"Shall we continue.."
"It is getting late. Shall we leave?"
"...." Nora froze at her place when Alric turned to look at her again. Her experiences of last marriage had overwhelmed her when he asked her. A man is only devoted to you until you are hard to get. Once you belong to him, he is bound to lose his affection!
