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... hat happened to have been a dream. I knew Ajax was thinking of proposing, and I knew it would make sense but when it all happened it still took me by surprise.

Him down on one knee asking the words “Will you marry me?” I answered before I even processed the words. The celebration that happened afterwards helped everything settle in as real as our friends congratulated us before what felt like every noble in the capital came to give us their own congratulations and well wishes.

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