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Rosalia frowned slightly and closed the curtains tightly. The room suddenly went dark, but light enough to see. She smiled and shook her head. "I am glad to hear that. And you may not be a guard anymore, but you are soon to be my husband and once again you will be protecting the kingdom."
Rosalia's hair fell slightly into her face. She soothed out her white dress and stood. She walked into his arms and sighed. "No matter how you have changed, you are still the same Alexander I fell in love with many years ago and agreed to be my prince."

"It was certainly an honor to be bestowed upon, to be a guard. Though not many knights would admit it, because all they see is fantastic tales of valor. All I seemed to see was bloodshed. Discord amongst the peoples of the kingdoms. When I became a knight, it was to protect. Protect the peace, protect the people, protect my king. I was glad to be home after such killing. I had been reassigned, redirected is what I liked to say as a guard. As your guard. I remember the first day I met you for the first time up close. I swore myself, that I would not lay eyes upon lest I be bewitched by your charms. How wonderfully clumsy a creature I was back then, because, here I am. Now, in this beautiful place with you no less."