"Don't let your mother put ideas in your head about my ability to protect you, because I will be King. We can force the Pope's hand."
"I know that."
"With me, you are free and wild. You can be who you are, and I will always put you first."
"Sebastian, please listen-"
"Say that you love me. Say it to me once, because I know that you do."
"I love you, Sebastian"
"Say it. Say the rest. I need to hear it."
"I've made my choice, about who to marry-"
"Mary, it could be me, be us, you could be yourself"
"And it will be, Sebastian-"
"Mary, please- wait, what?"
"If you'd let me finish a single sentence, you might understand. I'm choosing you-"
This time she didn't mind the interruption as Sebastian's lips crushed against hers, she had known for a while how she had felt about Sebastian. She used to think the only kind of love was what she felt for Francis but in truth that didn't feel like love anymore, it paled in comparison to what she felt now. The kiss only lasted for seconds but both were lost in it.
"Are you sure, this has to be your choice, is this what you want?"
"Yes, this, you are what I want, we can figure everything else out after tomorrow. If it's what you want then we will be wed."
"Oh, Mary. If I ever say I do not want you then you can start treating me for insanity"
Both laughed heartily before joining their lips again. Tomorrow would be the happiest day for both of them.