A/N: I couldn't resist so I just kept writing. :3

Enjoy...and yeah.

"Derkeethus..." Raen whispered. It was nearly five in the morning. She realized they had slept for nearly two days straight, and was surprised nothing had interfered with their rest this whole time. She had woken up and looked around their campsite absentmindedly until she saw something fall from Derkeethus' pocket. He was fast asleep, and when she looked at the object, a ring, she became curious and confused. She shook him until he woke.

"Derkeethus...what is this?" She asked. His eyes widened before he sighed and rubbed his neck nervously.

"It's a ring...the same one Talen was going to craft for Keerava when he had all three flawless amethysts. A wedding band that symbolizes marriage for Argonians." He said. Raen swallowed. She thought she knew why he had it, but she wanted to ask him anyway.

"Why do you have this?" She asked him, gazing at the beautiful ring, no doubt crafted specially by Derkeethus himself.

"I...was aching to propose to you, my love. I knew it was too early, though, so I never took it out. I was afraid you would be repulsed by my eagerness and never see me again." He said. She bit her lip before lightly slapping his arm. He looked at her in surprise and confusion.

"Idiot...You know I've loved you all these years. Don't you realize that even though we've only been courting for a few months, we've been in love for much, much longer. That's more than enough time to permit marriage. And I would never be repulsed by the thought of marrying you. The thought, frankly, makes me so happy my heart could stop." She said. Derkeethus' jaw nearly fell open. She kissed him for a moment and embraced him.

"I love you, you stupid lizard." She mumbled. He swallowed and closed his eyes for a split second before pulling back and looking into her eyes.

"Then marry me." He said. She blushed lightly, looking up at him.

"What?" She asked incredulously.

"You love me..." He restated. She smiled.

"More than life itself, with all my heart and soul." She confessed. He held her closer, pecking the top of her head lovingly.

"As do I...you are my only love, and you have captured my heart. I'd be honored to walk by your side until the trees themselves fade away. If you would have me..." He proposed, fitting the ring upon her hand. Raen felt as if her heart would jump out of her chest. She almost felt it was going too fast, but then remembered how true love can make people do insane things.

'If this is true love...I wouldn't mind going at this pace...as long as it means he can be only mine, forever.' She thought.

"Together, until the end, then." She said, trying not to choke on her words as tears suddenly began to spill from her eyes.

"As short as life can sometimes be in this land, we will have each other." He hissed promisingly as she kissed him. He wiped her tears away as she continued to kiss him until they fell back onto the bedroll, soon losing themselves in love and lust.

"You don't need one." Derkeethus said in a monotone. He ducked as a silk dress flew his way and landed on the floor behind him as he sat by the nightstand.

"Yes I do." Raen whined as she looked for her sandals, satin dress and jade circlet. They were now in her home in Whiterun, Breezehome, after journeying for two and a half weeks from wherever they were. Raen's housecarl, Lydia, had left the room to give them some privacy after reuniting with Derkeethus, whom she had met and encountered many times before.

"The last thing you need is something that will cause other men to stare at you...on our wedding day." He hissed possessively. Raen, being who she is and seeing how she lacked modesty, began to strip right in front of him and change into her gown to see if it still fit. The blood rushed under his scales and he felt his face grow hot. He turned his head away and when Raen noticed this, she giggled. Derkeethus thought back to two weeks back when he proposed to her and they made love the next moment. This only caused his blood to boil even more.

"Anything to make it so that you can't take your eyes off meis worth the gawking of others." Raen winked as she shimmied into her gown. Derkeethus rolled his eyes.

"You may be able to deal with them, but I won't be able to stand it. Besides, I can barely keep my eyes off of you as it is. You don't need to change yourself for me. I love you and only you, no matter your appearance." He complimented. She smiled and shrugged as she eyed herself in a mirror.

"Besides, I wouldn't have to be looking for my old gowns if someonehadn't torn the perfectly good one I was wearing a few nights ago!" She teased. His mouth curled in what would have been a suggestive smirk as they both recalled how he used his Argonian nails to tear the thread of her gown apart because they were too lost in the feelings they were experiencing to care at the time. After tearing her gown, he tossed it aside and continued what they started.

"You most certainly did not complain." He nearly purred. It was her turn to blush now, with the way he was speaking and how she recalled the sounds he managed to earn from her, and how loud she had been. Raen shook her head and continued trying on outfits as they both silently eyed each other the entire time.

Raen and Derkeethus were hanging around at the Bannered Mare with old friends later into the afternoon and evening. Raen had had a bit too much to drink, and was now swaying in her seat. Derkeethus seemed slightly uneasy among the other people when his love was so far from sober.

"Hey, Raen, your boyfriend seems kinda fidgety." Said the Bard, Mikael. Raen held up her hand and wiggled the ringed finger, with the traditional Argonian band upon it.

"He's not my boyfriend, he's my husband." She hiccuped, then laughed out loud for no reason. The other drunken bar patrons laughed along. The Argonian couldn't take it anymore and draped one of Raen's arms over and around his shoulder, and placed his hand around her waist.

"Hey, he's not your husband yet. Can't use that excuse." Mikael laughed again, while Hulda, the barkeeper eyed him suspiciously before watching him collapse onto the floor, with his lute on top of him.

Derkeethus hauled Raen back to Breezehome and put her half asleep form in the bed. Lydia was getting ready for bed when he arrived.

"Hey-Lydia-nice-to-see-you-I-hope-you-have-a-pleasant-evening-I-can't-really-talk-right-now-because-Raen-is-drunk-and-needs-to-sleep-so-I-need-to-take-care-of-her-but-thanks-for-asking-goodnight!" He called out in one breath before running upstairs with his wife-to-be in his arms, leaving a startled Lydia at the foot of the stairs.

"I didn't even ask anything..." She said, shaking her head and walking into her room, as Derkeethus watched over his love until Raen finally slept.

A/N: :3 Yay. This chapter was short, I admit, but it was fun nonetheless. :D The proposal was fast, I admit, but these two are eager to be bound together in love forever so...meh. Hope I don't get flamed for that XD