You had been betrothed to Jace since childhood , and you couldn't wait to get married , and neither could Jace . Recently , you had friends sending you letters about their betrothed's respectively , most of the contents complaining about how their betrothed's suck . You where currently sat on an armchair in your chambers , reading through one of said letters from one of your closest friends , when Jace quietly crept up behind you , gently pressing a kiss onto your forehead , handing you your favourite flower and some of your favourite snacks.

"Hiya darling . How's my favourite lady doing?"

He hums gently , his tone adoring. Clearly , he's extremely smitten with you.