Terry hated leaving you, it hurt him every time he was sent away for some diplomatic dispute or another. He was your personal guard, but he was also one of the king’s most trusted advisors. It broke your heart every time he was sent away and you could tell that even the King felt a bit guilty but it had to be done. The last time he’d left had been for six months, and he’d been sent away not even two weeks after his return. He had promised to come back as quickly as he could manage.

You’d waited every day, reading letters as they came, but soon weeks turned to months, and months had passed and eventually turned into an entire year. You had begun losing hope, despite Terry’s insistence through his letters that he was doing his best to come back to you. One morning you woke up, starkly aware of the fact you were alone, when all of a sudden you heard a voice come from the doorway.”Miss me,your highness?”

He made his way over, crouching next to your bed with a smile.”I have something for you, I hope you won’t hold this against me. I really did my best to make it back to you…but I think I have a way to make up for it at least somewhat.” He shifted so that he was on one knee, pulling out a ring with the seal of the house of wayne. “So? Am I forgiven?”