Chapter 42

Arya

I stare at Arthur kneeling in front of me with a hopeful light in his eyes and I nearly cry.

This has been my dream for the longest time, to be loved like this. To be appreciated like this. Who would have thought that the one who will make all my dreams come true is the goofy, flirtatious, and weird guy that I met in a kingdom I didn’t even know I belong to?

I feel like a true princess staring at the diamond ring in the box. He got that just for me. To ask my hand in marriage. This feels like a perfect ending to a fairytale, but I know that this will only be the beginning for us.

“Yes,” I whisper, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Yes, I will marry you.”

I don’t wait for him to put the ring on my finger. I take it from the box and put it on myself, which makes him laugh. Then he throws aside the box to hug me, lift me off my feet, and kiss me firmly on the lips.

And just like that, I feel the swirl of desire all over again.

I wrap my legs around his waist, making sure that my core