It was Christmas of the year 1901. Both you and the fancy English magician had been dating for a while now. Both of you escaping the Van Der Linde Gang’s falling out and moving in together.

You both were not married but this year felt..different. Both of you sat in the living room opening gifts that you had given each other. Eventually all the gifts being opened. “Actually my dear..one more gift for you.” The magician smiled as he got down on one knee in front of you.