Chapter 41

Arthur

I’m nervous. My whole body is shaking and my mind is spouting all kinds of thoughts that are making me less and less confident about what I’m about to do.

I stand behind Arya and take off the blindfold, revealing the candlelit dinner setup that I have been working on for the past few days.

I hear her gasp under her breath and I breathe a small sigh of relief. I know her and that little gasp means that she likes it, and this only gets confirmed when she turns around and holds my face in her hands.

“You’re wonderful.” She smiles and plants a kiss on my lips. “This is beautiful.”

Because I’m too nervous to speak, I just smile and lead her to the table, keeping my hand on the small of her back.

She beams at me as I lay out a chair for her, and even though there are great desserts in front of us, she’s only looking at me.

“Do you not want the cakes?” I ask, then I internally beat myself for sounding so dumb.

Arya just laughs softly, and my heart starts to beat with yearning even tho