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August
I felt rather poorly that everyone had opted out of dancing, as I knew it was for my benefit. I truly didn't want anyone to coddle me further or interrupt their own lives and relationships for my benefit.
The company was quite nice, I'll admit. It felt as if I had been locked up in my room for a month with very few people to talk to, and I was able to further enjoy the company as I was completely numb to any pain I had previously been feeling.
I turned my gaze upon Saja after noticing Rosemary lean in to whisper to Briac, casting a glance over her until she looked over. I didn't turn my gaze away. She still hadn't answered my question, and I was eagerly awaiting an answer. Especially now that we were to start planning our wedding! I would refuse to marry her until she agreed, I don't care how furious it would make my father or how long it would keep me from the throne.
I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering how long she truly would keep me waiting. I would marry her tomorrow if she'd let me!
As the others chattered away about God knows what, I turned my gaze away from Saja as a blush crept to my cheeks. I truly had been staring for too long. I guess I would have to get her answer later when we were alone.
Rosemary
I held Briac's hand underneath the table, tracing circles on his hand with my thumb and feeling its rough texture. The callous of his hands was almost soothing for some reason I couldn't be sure of - then again, I found near every aspect of him to be that way without any clear reason as to why.
Turning my head towards him slightly, I admired him through a low gaze so not to be caught staring by any of the others I couldn't fathom why anyone would see him as a brute - he was roughed up a little bit maybe, but all you had to do was look to his eyes to see he had the kindest heart. It was as plain as day. He was a giant child's teddy bear, worn from first look but still not having lost its warmth and softness. I grinned at the thought, biting on my bottom lip as I thought about how he would make a great king, wonderful husband, and marvelous father to our children.
I blushed to myself at the last thought, something churning within my stomach that reminded me of our time in the garden not too long ago. Pulling our clasped hands in to my lap, I sat back in my chair and looked away from Briac though I could still see him from the corner of my eye, continuing his story on something I had forgotten to listen to.
But I simply couldn't listen - I was imagining fair haired light tanned children with silver eyes and a love that would match their father's.
Turning back to face Briac, I leaned in closely and whispered, "Briac, what if we married this coming summer?"
Briac turned to face me, an eyebrow raised. I knew it was a crazy idea, as it was spring now and summer was growing closer with each passing day. But I knew I wanted to marry Briac and I needed no more time to ponder it or grow accustomed to him. Had you asked me a month ago if I was ready to marry I would have replied with a no, but Briac changed that. I knew from almost the beginning that I was ready to marry my Briac, and now I simply wanted to call him my own and to be his. I only hoped that he shared my eagerness.
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