"For when the orbs shows the concept of deception, thine mind swings towards another...." — Vlad.
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"I would ask, Belladonna, do you take the offer?... To marry my son, Valitis?."
Elder Victor again repeated, but this time, his eyes showed clearly he wanted a reply. And not a declining one, but that which accepts his request.
Admist this, on the contrary, Belladonna froze up. Her mind casted far from reality, she wanted to speak up, but regarding how her reply would sound, it mattered the most.
She had to reply. She had to reply... Fast.
"Elder Victor," Belladonna started her speech, "Truly, I would love to accept your proposal. However—"
"If," Coraline cut her off, hands tightening around the gown's corset, "... If Belladonna sees not to accept this proposal....," Her voice trembling in despair, "....I would take that her heart belongs to another."
