Clint Barton
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He knew he was just an archer, but he couldn't help but have his eyes set on you.
He had snuck his file into the pool that the king and queen had chosen to be your suitors, and he was certain they wouldn't find out about it.
The day had come for him to meet you. He stood before you, in his best suit, on one knee.
"Your Highness."