Proposal
"Peeko where are we going?" Sarah asked softly, looking around her as she was led down twisting corridors to a set of grand oak doors carved with elegant flowers and tiny sprites.
"Kingy want you here. Said after Tabi dress Lady Peeko to bring her to dancy room." The tiny goblin explained looking up at her with big doe brown eyes, his sandy blonde hair falling in his eyes mussed by his tiny askew helmet.
Looking at her down she was instantly reminded of the gown she wore in her crystal dream. Gone were the puffy sleeves and straight neckline, replaced with sleeves that bore her shoulders and a sweetheart neckline, plunging to reveal the swell of her breast, a glittering diamond adorned her throat. Gone was the swept back innocent hairstyle, in it's place an elegant twist, adorned with a web of the thinnest most beautiful diamonds she had ever seen.
On her face sat a beautiful venetian mask made to resemble an elven maiden.
When the doors were opened she gasped at the splendor of the room. Crystals hung from every surface, the room transformed to the ball room in her memories.
Standing in the center was her Goblin King, clad in a frock of the deepest bleu that nearly glowed in the light, lace budding at his throat and wrists, his legs clothed in black breeches and black boots. Holding out a hand to her he smiled lovingly, silently beckoning her to him.
Gathering her skirts she moved as fast as proper, remembering the lessons he had given her for all the formal balls they had attended since the start of their courtship.
Taking his hand she curtsied before he swept her into the center of the room, holding her close in a dance.
"You look marvelous Precious. Absolutely breathtaking."
Blushing she looked up to meet his eyes, the world around them forgotten.
"As do you my beloved. What's all this for thought?" She asked, looking up at him, confusion in her eyes.
"I wanted this to be a better memory than the first."
Resting her head on her chest she smiled lovingly.
"It already is."
Staying in each others arms the entirety of the night she was surprised when he pulled away from her and disappeared. When the familiar first chords of their song began to fill the room she smiled, easily spotting him approached her, wasting no time in pulling her close in a dance. Blushing deeper when she noticed their guests had turned to watch them she focused on his voice, singing the words so precious to them both, allowing herself to become lost in his mismatched gaze.
When the last strings faded away she was confused when he pushed her to arms length, looking up with curious eyes.
Kneeling before her he smiled, chuckling softly at her gasp as delicate fingers covered her mouth.
"Sarah-mine I never intended to love you. When we first met, I had no desire toward you, you were far too young. But from the moment I caught first sight of you in the ballroom, you were no longer a child in my eyes. I offered too much far too soon, and thus suffered rejection. I never intended to see you again after my defeat. But as I've come to learn, intentions have a peculiar way of changing to suite ones unspoken needs and whims. Once again, I fell in love with you, thought to my happiness you felt the same. And now, six years later, I ask one more thing of you." Materializing a he smiled sheepishly.
"I am still not as familiar with human customs as I probably should be, but I know a ring is important in your world. Sarah-mine, I ask if you will do me the honor of being my queen."
Nodding wordlessly she held out her hand, allowing the ring to be slipped into place. It was like a dream and when he stood she hugged him tight, forcing back tears of joy.
Looking up at his loving smile her heart fluttered at the thought that soon, he would be her husband.