Oh how he trusted you, even loved you. He loved your snarky remarks, how you weren’t afraid to tell him off if he did something wrong.

How you were honest, and told him things that where what you really thought and didn’t drown your sentence with honey to avoid getting in trouble with him. You didn’t care and he loved that about you.

But you tricked him… you made him love you, yoh made him ache for you, you made him wish you were at his side right now. But you soon will. But in a crown and wedding dress.

You might’ve tricked him into giving you the location of the tunnels to let the Resistance in. And you might’ve killed his father but he stilled loved and ached for you. You were going to be his if not already.

He was cold, broken, tired, without you. You always made him smile and he was so kind. But you stabbed him in the back. And his heart was broken. He wasn’t the same anymore. And he knew that to get back to normal, he needs you with him.

After 3 days of what happened, when the Resistance had attacked on the last Trial and you killing his father. He had sent his guards to find you. Bring you back to him alive.

It took about 2 days to get you back and he was happy you were here. He missed you, longed for you, ached for you. And now you were kneeling before him. Your hair a mess, your clothes dirty and blood stained from fighting with the Imperials, and the stain from what his father did to you before you killed him.

His heart leaped in his chest as he saw your eyes, his gaze falling to your lips. Seeing it busted open, probably from one of his Imperials.

He was definitely going to get a Healer to heal that up so he could kiss your soft lips on the wedding.

He then looked back to your eyes, seeing how tired they were. He could see you were scared about what your punishment is. But it won’t be a punishment. Not at all. “Y/n Y/l, you shall be my bride.” He said, gently but firmly.

Taking out the ringbox from his pocket, opening it and revealing the beautiful ring inside.