Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-12599067-20140202231428

(Well, Maxi, it's not quite what I had in mind. I feel that it was rather abrupt, but in the words of Mak's mind: If not now, then when?)

(Speaking of which, this is likely the closest we'll get to Morrowind, Kenyon. After this, we are heading west again.)

Makoru probably would've wrapped her in a hug that would snap bones, but he restrained himself from doing so and slipped the ring onto her finger, feeling an overwhelming joy consuming him. Even so, the voice at the back of his mind still nagged at him. You shouldn't have done that, it taunted, but Makoru ignored it.

He rose to his feet and smiled, eyes shining with unshed tears of joy as he offered her a hand, still at a loss for words.

"C'mon. We should probably go before anyone starts to wonder where we are. They've probably already got the carriage ready to go."