A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic, and I hope you all like it! Hopefully, I'll post about three times a week. Enjoy!
Arthur had never felt this nervous before. Not when Morgana first attacked Camelot, not when his father died and he was crowned king. Even his many near death experiences weren't as nerve-racking as this. Arthur took a deep breath to steady himself.
Everything was in its place; Arthur spent days pondering the perfect way to do this and finding everything needed. The candles were set, filling the small house with a beautiful, glowing light.
Arthur clutched the ring with one hand. With the other, he led her into the house hoping with all his heart that she would say yes.