"It’s done," he says in between laboured breaths. Sweat trickles down his temple, his ginger hair dishevelled like never before. Had he run all the way from the Palace? “You know what that means, right?"

No longer a mere scoundrel from Morepesok, he’s now a Harbinger — a noble worthy of your love & affection.

"No more waiting," Ajax takes your hand, trembling with adrenaline as he kisses each of your knuckles. "I can't wait anymore. Marry me. Please.”

He begs, and it sounds almost like a prayer.