He looked down at her, at their son in his arms, at the garden around them that was now theirs.
"Yes," he said. "I do."
She smiled. "Good. Because I think I would like that."
[FINALLY. I WAS GETTING WHIPLASH FROM ALL THIS BACK AND FORTH.]
Lin Yue ignored the voice in her head.
Uriel shifted Auriel to one arm and reached out with his free hand, brushing a strand of hair from her face. The gesture was gentle, almost hesitant, like he was still learning how to touch her.
"I should tell you though," he said quietly. "It will not be a wedding. Not yet."
She tilted her head. "What do you mean?"
"I am a prince. There are protocols. The King and Queen must be involved. The whole court expects a ceremony." He paused. "We cannot just sign papers and call it done. There will be an actual wedding eventually. Just not right now."
Lin Yue nodded slowly.
