Snippet #2736545

Clara sat in awe as person after person reached into the sack and withdraw a magnificent item, all seemingly suited for them. It made her gifts pale in comparison. Galen hurried back to the dais and sat in his throne. “Dear Gods, That was nerve wracking.” Galen whispered. “I almost freaked out there. Anyway your highness. I am partially nervous about giving you your gift.” He said and she blushed a little. Her gift? He reached into his doublet pocket “It is rather silly though. I wrapped it up so you would have to open it and see.” He said and she smiled. Taking her gift from his hand, and unwrapping the paper, she audibly gasped. "Oh my," She breathed as she ran a thumb over the smooth stone shaped like a heart."Galen..." She breathed and narrowed her eyes at the runes. She wasn't too farmilzr with runic symbols but she'd learned a bit in her youth. She tried to remember what each meantt and then it finallly dawned on her. At first she thought she misread, it had been sometime after all, but no, the look on Galen's face said it all. "I belong to you...if you wish it?" She read aloud, not too loud but enough for him to hear. Her lips parted before smiling. "I do wish it." She said before reaching over and pressing a very public kiss to his lips. Uncaring of how the court watched her.