"Love, will you allow me the honour to dance with you?"
Aegon was on his knees, looking upto Elara with a sweet smile. Her face, however, was turning red in being proposed before so many people. Yet, the rapid movement of her ears gave her emotions away.
While her friends cheered for her on the sides, she smiled and gave her hand to him without any hesitation. She whispered softly, "it is yours. Forever."
"That's what I like to hear," Aegon grabbed her hand and stood up. Slowly, he took her to the stage...which wasn't there a few minutes ago, but he didn't care about the details. Not now, atleast.
He helped her get up, even though she didn't need any help. It was just a gesture and Elara was clearly pleased with it. They stopped in the middle and he finally had a good look at her.
