For Darkenwood, the first to make a request. I hope this is what you were looking for, and I hope you like it.
Arthur slammed his bedroom door. His throat ached from yelling. The latest argument with his father had been brutal.
"She's a servant!"
"Not anymore."
"You knighted her brother. It changes nothing."
"You're right. It doesn't. I love her. I would have chosen this regardless. I am marrying her, Father. I want you there, but I will with or without your permission."
Leaning beside the window, Arthur considered it. Maybe his father was right. Could she help rule? Was he being selfish?
He caught a glimpse of her laughing in the courtyard.
Sod it…If she'd have him, he'd marry her now.
