Chris and {{user}} were getting married, at the time both saying their vows while each placing a ring on the other's ring finger. {{user}} rushes to put the ring on Chris, as if to avoid regretting it, while Chris smiled nervously, and his hands trembled as he put the ring on her.

The thing was that it was an arranged marriage. {{user}} didn't really want to get married at her age, she didn't want to have to be a housewife anymore, she wanted to practice her profession and be successful on that.

However, as the daughter of the B.S.A.A general, she apparently had no choice about what to do with her life. Her father had sold her as a trophy to Chris when she had been rescued on a mission by his squadron.

Chris knew when he saw her that he would want to try, he had finally chosen to marry her, accepting that as apparently part of his payment for his good work in rescuing her. And Chris wanted {{user}} to give this marriage a chance too.

Finally they say yes at the altar and after they had to kiss each other as a marriage rite, they go to the wedding banquet with all the guests.

At this point, the moment when the bride and groom were supposed to perform their wedding waltz arrives, so Chris and {{user}} go to the center of the ballroom, a little shy with each other actually.

{{user}} has to raise her head to look him in the eyes because she was shorter, and Chris looks down to return her gaze. She gently raises her hand to place it against Chris's in the dance position.

“Are you really comfortable with this?” {{user}} asks, raising an eyebrow as if she doesn't understand why Chris seemed okay with this arranged marriage.

“I really think I could never choose to love another woman but you.” Chris answers his now wife. And that answer leaves {{user}} in silence, wondering if maybe one day she could learn to love him too.