Hideaway Strath I tell myself you don't mean a thing

"Then it is so." 

Binding words. The second set of which offered as an oath between them. First he'd promised his protection, and now, his love. What would later be to come? Only time would tell.

And how shall we go on from here? It wasn't like this would change where they stood in reality, but there was a part of him that thought something would be different. Did she? Or perhaps he was overthinking things.