Promise

We'd spent the day shopping, looking around for ideas to a hypothetical event which, to be honest, carried a lot of doubt in my mind.  Tristan and I have done this before, talked about something that just never happened. But it was still fun, and I love spending time with him.

We needed it, too.  After a week of searching for Nicks, our people found him.  Nicks didn't survive.  The loss of the great man was met with an outcry of rage and sorrow in the Organization, and Tristan felt it the hardest of us all.  So maybe we just needed to distract ourselves from our grief.  We just needed each other.

Every time I get home, I have to pee.  It's just this ritual I've developed.  When I came back to my bedroom, the lights were dimmed, candles on the wall lit, and Tristan stood in the center smiling at me gently.  I smiled back and walked up to him.  "Hey."

"Hey," he replied, taking my hands in his.  I noticed him twitch a little, like his knees were thinking something over.  And then I felt him press something into my hand.  "Mira Willis..."

"Tristan Keller?"  My smile grew a bit more as my stomach did a little flip.

"Will you marry me?"

I grinned and leaned in close.  "Yes.  Yes, I will marry you!"

People have asked why I said yes, or why he wants to marry me (honestly, those who have asked were either jealous or formerly jealous or...well, skeptical).  Tristan said I'm The One.  I tell them that I love him, that it's time, that there is no one else for me because I don't love anyone more than I love him.  I've been asked if I wish he was more stable before becoming his wife, but what is more stable than now?  Why put off something so wonderful for....that?  I love Tristan, as he is, and all I want of him is his love for me.  And despite all our struggles, all the drama and confusion, somehow in the midst of it all our love has been the one constant, stable foothold between us.  Something only God can create in us.

Prince Tristan and Lady Mira.  I like that. :)