[ Felix, truthfully, has thought of marriage before. He remembers clinging to Dimitri shortly after Glenn and Ingrid were engaged and promising his future to him, someday in the future. But as time passed and the anger and sorrow that once froze his heart melted away, revealing the love still buried deep within, he finds himself content with his relationship with Dimitri as is. Even if they never wed, there was no doubt in his mind - in either of their minds - that their hearts belonged to each other.

To have Dimitri before him now, though, delivering a heartfelt speech just to ask for his hand - well. It reminds him a bit of some of the stories he read with his brother and Ashe. But this is real - the sword in his hand, the room around him, Dimitri himself - and Felix takes a slow, shaky breath. ]

Aren't we already? [ After several days of whining to their parents, Lambert and Rodrigue organized a small wedding ("wedding") ceremony for the two of them. Felix still recalls the look on Dimitri's face when he saw him, dressed up in a nice tailored suit made just for the occasion. Though on the verge of tears, his eyes shone with all the love in the world. It's one of Felix's most cherished memories, even to this day.

His vision blurs as he continues with his answer. ] But really... proposing with a sword? You really caught me by surprise. [ But he nods his head, ignoring the tears that've begun to roll down his cheeks. ]

I'll marry you, Dimitri. [ A breath. ] I want to marry you.