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The ring, flowers, and music for the proposal were all prepared. All that remains is a handwritten letter.

However, the letter, which I thought would be the easiest, made absolutely no progress.

I knew that conveying my honest feelings would not be difficult.

Actually, it wasn’t difficult in itself. Because I can still whisper my love to Arjen as much as I want.

However, it was a slightly different situation for such words to actually become written and remain in reality.

In a word, I was embarrassed.

“Ugh…ah…!”

With a cry that threatens to collapse, the paper is crumpled and incinerated for an unknown number of times, turning it into ashes and burning it so that it will not remain in this world.

All the ashes created so far could not fill even two rows.

Considering that the first line is ‘To my beloved Arjen,’ he actually didn’t write a single sentence properly.

“What!? How on earth did other people write things like this?”

Even though it was a distillery and if I made a mistake, my voice could reach Arjen’s ears, I screamed to myself regardless.

It feels quite different from the love letters you write when dating a lover or to celebrate an anniversary. Is it the difference in the weight of love and marriage?

Perhaps, unlike a simple love letter, it is not simply intended to strengthen the romantic relationship, but the motivation to take it to the next step may be a burden.

Even though I know that there is no way Arjen will reject me, it is clear that I am not making any progress in my writing.

‘To my beloved Arjen, I will continue to love you for the rest of my life. Please stay with me for the rest of your life.’

I found myself laughing at myself for not being able to put this content, which can be condensed into three words, into a letter.

Anyway, due to the above psychological factors, the handwritten letter, which I thought would be the easiest and quickest to complete, continued to be delayed.

In the end, we reached a situation where the proposal was being delayed because of one letter.

‘There’s nothing worth referencing… nothing at all…!’

The ring was made as extravagant as possible with all the meaning it could contain. Anyway, there is a separate ring for proposing and a separate wedding ring to wear in real life.

There was no need to worry about fit, and the people who made it were dwarves with a keen eye for aesthetics, so there was nothing to worry about.

The bouquet used blue roses, which is a custom in this world, so there is nothing to be concerned about.

The music is one of the most popular songs for proposals on Earth, and it was arranged by Ludwig, a music god, so it’s perfect.

However, with handwritten letters, I couldn’t ask others for their opinions or receive help from others.

Is it absurd to mix someone else’s personal opinion with words that completely convey my heart?

Even if Shakespeare came here as the god of literature, it wouldn’t be possible.

Looking at it from this perspective, I realized why handwritten letters are so damn difficult.

During the 40 years I spent in the dwarven village, I half seriously wondered if I should have prepared letters instead of making alcohol and practicing religion.

…Of course, it didn’t mean that letters would never be completed throughout life.

Just as one somehow completes and submits a report whose submission deadline is approaching, the handwritten letter was also completed, albeit slowly, step by step.

“……It’s so messy that I can’t watch it.”

Of course, I didn’t dare to write it again. It’s just a shame that this messy writing is the best I can produce.

The letter is sealed with wax, with the mental victory of wondering how complex the human mind is, so how can the words containing such feelings be smooth?

So, you are ready to propose.

The time is a dreary night. It was time for everyone to spend their free time after completing all their duties.

“Huh? Come to think of it, Orha hasn’t been outside since coming to Rare?”

The topic that was brought up unnaturally did not flow naturally.

“Hmm… I see.”

The conversation was interrupted by Orha’s single word of sympathy. Wayne, who is very quick-witted, caught it.

“Really? Orha must have been very frustrated. The rare is wide, but the sun doesn’t shine, so it’s not good for your health if you stay there.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes! So, do you want to go for a walk together?”

“Eeh…? But it’s night now, so the sun hasn’t risen…”

“How nice it is to take a walk at night! The scenery around here is very beautiful under the moonlight!”

“Oh, okay, so don’t push!”

Wayne pushes forward and goes out with Orha. She winked at me as she left.

It probably means do your best. Even though she didn’t even say that she was proposing today, I was grateful that she noticed and took Orha out with her.

“Arjen. Should we go for a walk too?”

“Hmm? Yes.”

Arjen blinked his eyes and nodded at my words. So far, he didn’t seem to have any idea what I was going to do.

After all, I put in a lot of effort to prepare for the surprise event, so I don’t want to get caught already.

Since I had only gone for a walk once or twice, it was natural for me to start talking.

The cold night wind blows gently, making it the perfect weather to catch a cold if you wear light clothes.

Coincidentally, it was a story that did not apply to Arjen and me.

This means that you can only feel the quiet atmosphere that the night sky brings.

It’s a day where you can do anything, but it’s a perfect day to confess.

“Huh? Eugene. Isn’t this the road I always take?”

“Yes. I’m trying to change the mood.”

When you have something to hide, it’s inevitable that your tongue will grow longer, but Arjen wasn’t the type of person to delve into what I said.

I proceed along a path I rarely take. A place appeared with a field of beautifully blooming blue roses.

Originally, I was planning to prepare it as a bouquet, but no matter how pretty the blue roses were, they felt monotonous as a single color.

So I spread the roses out in the field, just like where I first found them.

Arjen smiled brightly as he encountered the beautiful sight.

“Wow, flowers bloomed like this in a place like this.”

Arjen smiles happily as he looks at the artificially blooming flowers.

“Now I see it is a rose. Eugene, do you know what? Blue roses are among humans…?”

When Arjen looked back at me from his concentration on the flowers, I had already finished preparing.

Arjen’s eyes suddenly turn blank as he sees me holding an instrument that I don’t know where it came from.

Either way, the marriage proposal has already begun.

“Huh? Uh oh?”

I plucked the strings on my guitar before she could say anything.

“Just telling me to wait….”

The language of the earth uttered for the first time in a long time. It’s not that it couldn’t be localized in this language, but I wanted to make the marriage promise in the original language.

Fortunately, Arjen, the only listener, is a dragon, so he can understand whatever language I speak.

Arjen was looking at me with a half-fazed expression.

I had confirmed through practice several times that my voice would blend well with the musical techniques I had learned from Ludwig, but there was no time for that now.

The sound of my own heart, trembling from tension, could be heard much louder.

As the short time of about four and a half minutes felt like an eternity, my mind was almost blank, but thanks to my body’s memory, I was able to finish singing and playing until the end.

“…it will be fine~”

Only after it was over did I feel the temperature of my face burning. But now was not the time to worry about how red my face was.

Because I had to comfort Arjen, who was shedding tears right in front of me.

I threw away the instrument that I had no fear of breaking and wrapped my arms around Arjen’s shoulders. I can feel the tempo of her crying in the intermittent shaking of her shoulders.

“Ugh… Ugh, that’s strange… This isn’t something to cry about…”

Arjen made various excuses as if he didn’t know why he was crying.

“I’m sorry, Eugene. I guess I’m a little weird. I’m not sick, I’m not sad, I’m not missing anything…”

Arjen’s gibberish because he was so happy that he had little reason to cry. I let her go because it felt like it would never end no matter how much time passed.

It is still too early to provide comfort or explanation. I wanted to keep the mood going at least until the prepared proposals were completed.

“Eujin…?”

I bent down on one knee, picked a blue rose in full bloom, and handed it to her along with a handwritten letter.

“I love you, Arjen. Please marry me.”

“Ah…ugh… Ahhh…”

The moment when the clouds unintentionally clear and moonlight pours in. Arjen couldn’t respond and just started crying.

I waited endlessly until she calmed down and could answer properly.

Arjen answered, accepting the rose and letter with hands that were still slightly shaking.

“Yes…♡ Me too…!”

As soon as I finished answering, I stood up and took out the last ring I had with me.

A silver ring made of four different colored diamonds is placed on Arjen’s left ring finger.

Suddenly, the necklace that Arjen first gave me for self-defense overlapped.

This is the first thing Arjen gave me as a gift because he wanted to protect me.

Even if it is late to repay, it is too late.

It is truly a masterpiece that reflects the dwarves’ hard work, shining even more beautifully when reflected in the moonlight.

However, Arjen is looking at me more ecstatically than that ring.

I folded my ring-clad hands in response to the look in his eyes that seemed to be desperately longing for something I had not yet revealed.

The other hand naturally rests on your waist.

The next thing that happened was that their lips overlapped.