He scowled at her, clearly deep in thought, then said, “Marry me.” Halla blinked at him, not sure if she’d heard correctly. “If you marry me, you won’t be eccentric. No, dammit, this is coming out wrong. Marry me to marry me, not because of your neighbors. I’ll kill your neighbors.” “I’d rather you didn’t,” said Halla, focusing on the one bit that she could make sense of. “I like most of them.” “Fine, then I will glare at them. But you should still marry me anyway. I mean, you shouldn’t, really, you can do much better, although given what I’ve seen of the men in your land…”
MY HEART 😭😭😭
