Wheeling Gull Isle courtly

his face was hot, searing.

yet he felt no shame, no sense of wrongness. some part of him wondered if he should. if this was unbecoming of a man meant to protect and lead the isle.

but he could protect her too, in different ways.

there is no rush on the courting — and you may...decide otherwise, at any time. important things to declare he felt. although he found himself with little worry that she might feel stuck with him, or with sweethabror.

he gestured softly to the bundle once more.

there is a...finer gift in there, protected by the flowers, for you.

what a joyous day it would be.