" Avelina of Plimmwald, will you marry me?” She gasped. As a knight before his liege lord, he knelt before her, still holding her hands. “As I have chosen you, will you now choose me? And will you forgive me for ever doubting that we should marry, for treating you unkindly when I learned of your deception?” She was smiling. “Yes.” He "

― Melanie Dickerson , The Beautiful Pretender (A Medieval Fairy Tale, #2)