@sagelyexalt || x
His lips press together, turning down into a frown. How could she say such things when he loves her so? When he cried at the mere sight of her upon his return to Ylisse? When he has already lost himself in her once? How can she doubt that it is he who does not deserve her?
“Darling,” he reaches for her and takes her fidgeting hands within his, giving them a squeeze and brushing his thumbs over her knuckles. “I don’t expect you to remember anything, let alone so quickly. It is enough for me to know you live. I wish only that your heart did not ache so with this burden -- do not place more weight upon your shoulders by saying such things.
“I could ask for no better wife, and no better woman to love.”








