THE Knight's Hidden Princess-Chapter 206: The Proposal

Reagan pulled away from the kiss, smiling down at me. I returned it with a shy one of mine, he then leaned forward and gave me a quick chaste kiss on the lips. "You really thought I was going to leave you just because of a few scars?"

"Honestly," I breathed out, "I do not know what I think anymore."

"Oh my sweet." Reagan said with a small smile, "You do not see what I see do you?" He asked me and I shook my head at him.

I honestly do not know because the only thing I see when I look at the mirror is the horrors that had happened to me there. How helpless I had been and the way I had felt afterwards.

"I see a woman who survived." Regan finally said, "And yes, I do see a woman who they tried to break and maybe they did. I know they think they did but you are not destroyed. I see a woman who fought hard to survive to see the light in the dark hole they tried to bury her in. I see a warrior Dahlia but most importantly I see you." He said.

Reagan’s face suddenly became blurry because I was trying so hard to not to cry right now. It appeared I was going to fail because I could feel a single wetness roll down my cheek.

Using his thumbs, Reagan wiped away the tears that was now streaming down my cheeks freely. "I see you Dahlia. Not your scars, not your wounds, just you. I love you Dahlia and nothing is ever going to change that. You are my wife, the lady of my house and the mother of my child. I know when I made that vow it had not been under the best circumstances."

"Yeah, tell me about it." I snorted with an eye roll as I remembered the day of our wedding.

I might as well have been getting married to a brick wall with the way Reagan had stood their stoic, unmoving. Not even when I had said my vows and he said his and then the priest had asked us to kiss each other. Everyone had thought it was a fairytale wedding, I had called it my funeral.

"You know this wasn’t exactly how I had planned to this or where." Reagan said with a heavy sigh and was it me or does he look nervous. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

My brows furrowed in confusion as I stared at Reagan who had now began pacing the room. I cocked my head at him because now, I was starting to worry for him.

"You know I had a whole thing planned out. I’ve been thinking about it for months Dahlia, months. I had discussed it with Heather, Ivana and even Ada who said she would be honored."

"Um, okay I get a feeling this isn’t a discussion that I should be having naked."

Reagan didn’t seem to be listening to me as I picked up the discarded shirt on the floor and wore it. He continued to pace the room while rattling off something about flowers.

"I had some flowers prepared, like a whole lot of them since I didn’t know your favorite flowers. I mean what kind of husband doesn’t know his wife flowers? But then, Killian assured me that it had to be roses because every woman loves roses. Though you do not have to worry if you didn’t because I got them all. Every single flower I could find and I got your snacks to, I was supposed to do it in the forest near a waterfalls. It was supposed to be something romantic and I swear I wanted to wait because this doesn’t feel like the right time, perhaps it isn’t the right time. Perhaps we should just wait till...."

Watching Reagan pace back and forth while rambling did something to me. I found it funny, it had all been hilarious to me because the big brave knight who had crossed countries to come and rescue was nervous because of me.

I found it funny.

Warmth spread through my belly and I suddenly felt my chest ache but it was in a good way. The kind that feels you with so much love when you see your partner losing his composure over something that was probably little.

I blinked slowly as I continued to watch him when all of a sudden a laugh slipped out of my lips.

Reagan paused as he turned slowly to look at me. I laughed again and this time around, it came out easier. The sound was light, as if all the weight I had been carrying deep inside my chest had suddenly disappeared. I continued to laugh, the joy inside of me too much to be contained.

"You laughed." Reagan accused staring at me with a dazed smile on his face.

"How could I not? Do you know how cute you look right now?"

Reagan smiled at me before he heaved out a sigh. I watched as he crossed the room and then in one swift movement, he grabbed me in his arms. Heaving me up while I instinctively wrapped my legs around him.

"I love you." He said to me.

Words that I really needed to hear at this moment. I leaned forward and kissed him on his lips, making sure to deepen it. "I love you too." I replied back with a shy smile.

"Marry me."

I frowned at Reagan. "Okay even I know that my kiss is not that good enough to make you forgetful."

"No, you do not understand and yes your kiss can make me do that, trust me you do not want to know the many things I forget when you kiss me." Reagan admitted with an exaggerated eye roll, "But I actually want to marry you again. This time with a dress of your choosing."

"I thought you liked my wedding dress, you said I looked beautiful."

"You have to know I only said that cause of obligation. Besides, I do think anyone really liked that dress."

"Yeah, it was too puffy." I say remembering the dress Madam Heidi had chosen for me and I could remember thinking it was the most ugliest dress I had ever seen but of course I had thanked her for it.

"It had too many layers."

"You have a thing against dresses with too many layers."

"Only when they are trying to keep me from my wife." Reagan replied smoothly as he shot me a wink earning himself an eye roll. "But I actually do want to get married to you. This time no political pressures or any council telling us what to do. I want us to get married this time because of our love for each other and I want to say my vow and this time I want to stick to it."

I started to get teary back again, there was just so much emotions flowing. I was definitely in love with this man.

"I love you Dahlia, those months I spent without you, they were hell." Reagan admitted, "I can’t live without you Dahlia, you are the very breath I take. The bane of my very existence. I lost part of my soul when we were apart and I never ever want to feel like that again. So, would you do this knight an honor of marrying him again and this time freely, truly and completely?" Regan asked as he stared into my eyes.