“I am here simply as the one who has fallen deeply, madly, irrevocably in love with you.” Her eyes searched mine. “Sebastian—” “Don’t be mine for the sake of a treaty,” I implored her. “Be mine because I love you so much that I cannot stand the thought of being apart from you for even a single moment in time. Be mine because, without you, I am less than nothing. I am a wisp of a shadow, a fleeting existence, barely here at all. Marry me for me, darling. Be mine, forever.”
