“When will you marry me, Astraia?” He asked with a lazy smile.
“Hm, I don’t know. With the way things have been going, I think that sooner would be better. I had initially hoped that we would have time to enjoy our engagement. You know, plan things carefully.”
His smile faded into a serious expression and I began to frown.
“Astraia, things are about to get really ugly for my people. I’m not sure you understand how serious the exposure of my kind’s existence is. Our continued existence rests on what the government decides. They could lock all of us up and throw away the key, or even have us killed. We may not have the time that you think we do.” He said.
I looked at him carefully for a moment; he had all the right in the world to be afraid of running out of time. I gave myself so ma
