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Noble is the Heart



...That learns to love.

 

Raeven, man whom I love and have been with for some time came into the Pony looking very nervous. I felt something must be bothering him but I did not know if it had to do with my teachings or something different. He grabbed my hands and looked at me. He asked if he could ask me something to which I nodded. He kneeled and took out a ring and asked me to marry him. I couldn't respond...I didn't know how to at first. This man who had become my lover and teacher loved me enough to ask me to marry him and be with him the rest of his life. I feel honored even his past lover wasn't given this chance and I was. I said yes to him. I love the man more then I would believe possible if I did not experience or I had not felt it for myself. I'm happy to be by his side for as long as breath in each of us lasts. Raevenhart took my hand and slipped a ring one. One made to look like the crest of my people, three red rubies in the place of three red roses. This means I will be a second father to his daughter and he will become of higher standing then the Prince of his birth place, something I have yet to tell him. Oh my sisters of the rivers, I feel blessed for what has come to me. When I get back home I shall make a basket of thanks for you and all you have done. I shall make one here though I know I am far from home. Now for wedding planning....to wear a dress or not to wear a dress.