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"I..."

He paused, his very soul stumbling in shock. "I.. Am humbled, honoured and ecstatic beyond words, my Queen. To.. To choose me, your lowly servant and forever loyal bodyguard over all the Knights and Noblemen of your great realm is..- I would never, even with all eternity to say them, have enough words to express how I feel. I have always offered you everything I have without question or delay and with this marriage, I will finally have the chance to not only protect you, but do my utmost to make you happy. And with this wedding, I will finally have the chance to let every soul on this world of yours know that the only thing in creation capable of separating me from your side is you, and you alone."

His feet made noise now, as they pushed him forth step after step, his form of mere mortality daring beyond belief to approach her throne of black marble. On the dais he lowered himself to his knees, expressing, "I would kiss your feet as your menial retainer," - before doing so, if she would allow such a thing. Then he would lift himself a little more, reaching out to try and take her hand in his own with all the gentleness he could muster. Then, he followed with, "and your hand as your Fiancé." That too would then be kissed, if she chose not to object.