I grinned slyly. “Does this mean I won the competition?” He laughed. “You won before it even started. It was never a contest, merely a formality to appease my father.” “You did more than that—you somehow convinced him we should be allowed to marry.” “We did,” he corrected. I hooked my arms around his neck and beamed up at him. “I still couldn’t have done it without you. What payment do I owe you for our triumph?” “Hmm, I haven’t actually thought about it.” He considered before grinning mischievously. “How about your firstborn child?” I laughed. “You only want my firstborn? It seems fitting I
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