Noctisardor Bypass ave verum corpus

>:D

but he was not.
at one time, he might have been, but this certainly was no longer the case now; the line between andras and amadeo blurred, and with every passing moment he grew more and more okay with it. it was the chorus of angels which sang harmonious in his ears whenever he looked at her; it was the golden lips of his devotion that whispered in his ear!
only she knew his gentleness. only she knew his sincerity. shaba had never even seen this mercy from him — and to him, this could only mean one thing.
he sweeps away the tears which darkened her lovely face, a smile unfurling until it reaches his eyes. sei così bella, he murmurs, reaching now to cup the back of her neck. i would be the most blessed man in the world if you would be my wife, heda.
but he notices it, her apprehension, and suddenly he remembers the scowling, cold face of anselm. surely that is where her mind wandered now. he wonders if he should comment on it, and if he were a worse man perhaps he would have; but the holy creature which he held now in his arms was worth the cost of his conscience. his gaze is soft, averting from hers as if he were giving her silent permission to do as was needed.
as long as he got her in the end — and, if he were lucky, in name, for now.