Oriana's heart began to race once more. Since waking, it seemed her heartbeat had not followed its normal rhythm. Her fingers loosened slightly around the fork, taken aback by his words.
Did this mean he had finally considered marrying her?
But why?
As if reading her mind, he continued.
"We are both rulers, and I too will require an heir. One never knows when unfortunate situations may occur. Besides that, there would be great advantage on your path. I will remain here in Gantrem for a few days before leaving, as we will require time for ourselves and preparation before the marriage takes place."
The way he spoke carried perfect etiquette. If speaking itself had etiquette, she was certain this man would lead it. Despite the emotionlessness in his voice, it sounded almost divine.
And this was the longest she had ever heard him speak.
"Very well then, Your Majesty," Oriana replied.
A small smile moved to her lips without her knowing.
