“You mean a buffet of food sources? How considerate of you.”
“No one will dare touch them. They will have to be satisfied with a sit down dinner. We will spare no expense. The people will love it.”
“I would much rather wed in quite ceremony,” he said with a grimace.
“You know that’s impossible. We won’t escape all the pomp and circumstance that must come with a royal wedding.”
“Very well, but I get to choose the honeymoon.”
“Deal! Only, make it somewhere with beaches. I want to bask in the sun.”
“I was thinking perhaps the coast of Greece.”
“Mmm. Sounds divine.”
“It will be, whatever I choose. I will pamper and spoil you. As you deserve.”
“You know, I could get very used to this kind of treatment.”
“See that you do,” he said with a smile.
“I’ll come to expect it. Then what will you do?”
“Give you more. And more. You will want for nothing for the rest of your days.”
“That’s a lot of days,” she whispered, her eyes shining with emotion.
“God I hope so.”
He kissed her once more, laid his head down beside hers, closed his eyes and fell asleep, content in the knowledge that she was his…and always would be.
The End
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