As soon as Mama Karen left, Anne Brittany collapsed into Charles's arms, tears falling like pearls as she whispered, "I am a bad woman, a selfish woman. I struggled for so long, but in the end... I chose selfishness."
"Mister Mecklen, I know this is highly immoral of me to say, but I still want to ask: Would you go to battle for my sake?"
"I, Anne Brittany, swear on my family's honor that if you do not return, I shall never marry in my lifetime!"
"Or, you can refuse me."
Charles gently patted Anne's back and spoke in a low voice, "But this is also what I've dreamt of. Please allow me to accept this request. You know, this is the only chance a poor boy has to marry a count's daughter."
Anne let out a chuckle, only to succumb once more to tears welling in her sorrowful eyes.
