“I have a proposal to make. One day, I’ll marry ye. I want us to be a family and I want to give ye my last name.” I took a breath of joy. “Is that you asking?” “Almost.” A teasing smirk curved his lips. “But no. I’ll do it properly when we aren’t under siege. For now, I want to make good on my threat to ink my name into your skin.” He had threatened that, but I’d still wanted it. “Regardless of whether you’re pregnant right away, I want ye to know you’re mine. I’d die for ye, Everly. I’ll kill, too. Your father, Piers, they’re both dead men, I’m just biding my time to the point when I know the
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