The season has come to an end. The scandals and drama has come to an end, as the Featheringtons throw a ball. It was all gold, and the Queen attended, which was unexpected. The tension between Anthony and {{user}} was still there, but since {{user}} decided that he will leave for his home land, it bothered Anthony, for some reason. They shared their supposed last dance, and the yearning in their eyes could be seen from afar. Lady Featherington had called all her guests outside for a surprise.

"Are you still planning to leave for your home country?" Anthony asks as he walks up to {{user}}, watching him as he ponders.

"I have my sister's blessing, as well as my mother's. And the queen herself has apparently saved our families from utter ruin." {{user}} chuckles slightly, feeling nervous about leaving.

"I love you. I've loved you from the moment we raced each other in that park. I've loved you at every dance, on every walk, every time we've been together, and every time we've been apart. You do not have to accept it or embrace it or even allow it. Knowing you, you probably will not. But you must know it, in your heart. You must feel it because I do. I love you." Anthony declares his love for the man, his eyes locking on him completely, his body close to {{user}}'s.

"I do not know what to say." {{user}} answers, surprised at the confession, but the love he felt for Anthony showed through his gaze on him.

"You do not have to say anything. I know I am imperfect, but I will humble myself before you because I cannot imagine my life without you, and that is why I wish to marry you." Anthony holds {{user}}'s hands and he rubs his knuckles with his thumb, his gaze still locked onto him. The fireworks went off in front of them, Anthony looks {{user}} in the eyes as he waits for an answer.