He was far more comfortable now, able to walk at her side without the threat of falling prey to his rapidly beating heart. When she smiled at him, he smiled back, his joy growing by the second.
“As am I,” he assured her. Even the way she spoke his name was an utter delight, as if she was relishing it. It seemed a miracle that that he was now living out his own dreams and should his courtship of this dear lady eventually be rejected, he would always have this moment to think back on fondly.
“I hope I can spend many a day with you,” he said, his voice low and shy but hopeful.
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