Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27025277-20160728174843/@comment-24760123-20160811032802

…Who had Aryon’s box in his hand, and was sweating.

Darius, who was usually the cool and calm guy in the group, had planned absolutely nothing for what he was going to say.

Otherwise, the scenario was perfect. With some last minute help from the Nerevarine, Darius had even snagged the perfect location for it.

The Emperor decided to ad-lib it.

“Aras, when we first met, I never thought that we would come to this day. But things changed.”

“When I stood before the Palace of the Kings to give the speech to the Stormcloaks that we were in fact, not a couple, I began to have an inkling of what that would mean, falling in love with you.”

“When we tore down the walls of Solitude, my heart decided to take the leap, and start falling for you.”

“It is only now, thirty years later, that the rest of me realized that my heart belonged to you.”

Darius, his hand trembling, opened the box, revealing a silver band, engraved with dragon runes spelling out ‘’I love you, even in Sovngarde’’.

Darius smiled. “I think the question is obvious, but when everything’s over, will you marry me, and become my Empress?”

Aryon, a few yards behind them, couldn’t resist grinning.

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It began snowing at the fort…