"Should we survive this war, will you stand with me when we marry? We do not have formal ceremonies as you do, but I would consider it an honour."
Arthains eyes widened and he smiled and gave a small laugh, almost surprised. His gaze went from the stone to the elfs face then his tongue returned. "Twould be an honour, Melost my friend. And honour. And I shall look forward to meeting this cunning and beautiful wife of yours. See if I can steal her off you, eh?" He grinned mischieviously as he added the last part. Melost feigned horror before grinning also and patting his friend on the back.
"Thankyou, Arthain. Thankyou."
"The pleasure is all mine Melost, I promise you." He looked up, hearing a familiar voice in conversation. "Oh, hello. Looks like my squire has made the aquaintance of Thelian. Shall we join them, friend?"
[ March 24, 2003: Message edited by: Amanaduial the archer ]
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