"I know this is sudden my love, and I'm sorry for that." Faren said, remaining on his knees. "But recent events have caused me to think of whatever future we may have together. I have money for a home, but not for a wedding, nor anything to offer your parents. My allegiances are to the wellbeing of the people, so I would never take up the sword to become a common vagabond, nor would I leave for months on end to give you worry. The longest my heart could bear would be a few weeks at the most, as my travels here have given me more pain than I could describe.<br/>"We would live wherever you wish. Our home here could only be temporary if that pleases you, as it is only required of me to be here till my time as Maric's squire is over.<br/>"And I would never force myself upon you like that Samantha, so please, do not say such harsh things. Even if we ever did sleep together before I was to become wed to you, I'd never brag nor boast of it to a single soul."<br/><br/>Faren had hoped that this would not be such a shock. After all, he had been courting her for a few years now. Against his father's wishes too!<br/>But he cared not for what his father thought of their relationship. The old man was stuck in the past, thinking that a wealthy merchant's son, now a paladin should never be with a person of "lower" class.<br/><br/>If his mother was still alive, she'd probably support him though. then again, if she was alive, he'd have never stopped to get flowers the day he met Samantha.<br/><br/>"Please Samantha, we can figure something out together." Faren pleaded, one hand now tenderly cupping her cheek. "I love you."