'Be my wife?'
The question left my lips in a soft whisper but I know she heard me because her body tensed in my arms. Why was she tensing? Had I mistaken her declaration of love for goodbye? I looked at her sweet face, he beautiful spring green eyes marred with red veins and her soft cheeks streaked with tears. Her lips were parted, small quick puffs of warm air leaving them irregularly. Why is her breathing so erratic? I try and fail to read her emotions, even without meaning too she has closed off her feelings to me, I have much to teach my future queen when it comes to bonds, I have always been fascinated with elven bonds and from a young age I pestered every elf in sight about them. My mother finally took pity on the servants and guards and started to teach me all about our eternal
