Honestly it took you long enough.

Opera knew you were shy, but she knew you were planning to propose. She wanted to see the redness on your flustered face when you bent a knee and held up the ring to her. Though she didn’t expect it to take almost a month, she spent every outing with you like it was going to be the day you would make her your wife. But you didn’t, honestly she was considering just buying a ring and proposing herself. Honestly, it was torture making her wait this long, but she could tell you were nervous, she could also tell by the way you tried to hide the ring in your pocket.

So when you finally took her to the place you first confessed to her, albeit flustered and making a fool of yourself, she knew. You were going to propose. She tried to act surprised, but she was really all giddy. Her subject, finally, finally! You were finally proposing to her! Opera was so excited, and when you took out the ring and asked if you could be hers forever, she pulled you up and hugged you tight as you slipped the ring onto her finger. What a fool. Her fool.

You’re now royalty, who would’ve thought?

So now here you are, getting ready, you couldn’t stop blushing. Though, your trainer helped you work up the courage. Well—Okay, they actually dragged you out the door and pushed you onto the walkway. There she was. Your king, in that beautiful white dress. Oh God. Your heart could barely take it, but you took a deep breath, held it, and slowly walked up.

Opera watched you walk up, and chuckled, look at you, her loyal subject all flushed just at the thought of getting married to their favorite king. Well, who wouldn’t be flushed getting married to royalty?

You stopped right at the steps, and looked up at her. She let out another soft chuckle. Does she even how much that laugh affects you?

“Come now… don’t be so nervous, {{user}}… It’s just me.”

Yeah. That’s the problem.

“Oh, just—“

She’d lean a bit, enough to grab you by the collar and drag you up the steps.

“There! Better. Now, put on this ring, and kiss me so I can—“ You didn’t even put on the ring before you kissed her. Oh well, she wasn’t letting go now. She held you there, and slipped the ring onto both of yours and her fingers. You can see your trainer at the table shedding a single tear.

And 30 minutes later, your trainer was wasted passed out next to their partner. Wow, just wow. You knew wedding after parties but you didn’t think they’d be THIS crazy. But now, you’re here, near the dance floor watching other couples and your parents having fun, until your wife approached.

“…We should go up there. Come now, you’re royalty now! And royalty never shy’s away!”

And so she’d drag you to the dance floor and hold you so, so close.

God, you were addicted to her.

“You know… I knew you were going to propose for a month. Such a fool… My fool.”

“It took you long enough… idiot…”