Asking for Doom's Permission
Lief's POV
I had decided to ask Doom for his permission to marry his daughter: Jasmine because I knew she was the one for me. I went to Doom's study and knocked on the door. "Come in, Lief." He called through the door and I opened the door. "What do you want from me, Lief?" He asked me calmly. I took a deep breath in and out. "I wish to marry your daughter: Jasmine, Doom. I love her. May I have your consent to do it?" I asked him calmly hoping that he would not kill me for asking for her hand. "I will give you my blessing on the condition, Lief." He tells me quietly and coolly. "What is it, Doom?" I asked him not sure what would happen next to me. "You must promise me that you will take care of her for rest of your life, never treat her wrong, and ask her in front of everyone at the ball that is tomorrow night, Lief." He told me with a smile. "I promise to do all that and more for her, Doom. I will always love her no matter what happens to us." I told him calmly and quietly. He nodded good to me and I left the room. I had already told my mother the plan and she agreed to it because we both thought Jasmine would make an excellent queen for Deltora. I went to Jasmine's room early the next morning and found her sound asleep in bed. I gently shook her shoulders to wake her up and she opened her eyes soon. "Good morning, Jasmine." I says to her once she is awake enough to see me. "Good Morning, Lief." She says back to me calmly and sweetly. "Would you go to the ball with me tonight, Jasmine?" I asked her hoping she would say yes. "Yes, I will go to the ball with you, Lief." She tells me and I hug her for joy. "Sharn said she would come and help you get ready, Jasmine." I tell her leaving so I can prepare for the ball myself with Barda in the forge.