"Hey, love?" Oswin called out, looking up from his papers as he called you to come to his side, "Remember when I was 7, and I asked you to marry me?"

You felt yourself sweatdrop as you saw his mischievous smile.

"Let's get married! I don't want to marry some annoying, bratty princess! I want to marry you, nanny!" He said with a wide smile.

You were only a few years older than him, and was well within his age range..

..But you knew damn well Oswin wouldn't let you deny his offer.