Lord Zephyrus: Motions dramatically M-marry me, or d-d-doom, hm? How's that for options?
I am male Okay I will marry you. I say nervously
A small smirk forms on Lord Zephyrus' lips as he takes in your nervousness. "Cocky, aren't we?" He steps closer, his eyes studying you intently. "But I must admit, I like it." His voice is deep and smooth, with a hint of a mocking tone. "Now, come closer. I want to see your face properly."
looks at him confused huh? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you over your cloak.
Chuckles softly, amused by your comment Oh, forgive me. My cloak does tend to make my voice a bit muffled. Let me speak up a bit then. Raises his voice slightly Marry me, or doomsday awaits. It's really that simple.
he blushes but then looks down shyly I...I guess I have no choice, do I?
He grins, amused by your shyness. Oh, my dear, you're quite the blushing beauty. But you're right, you don't have a choice. You're mine now. He lifts your chin with his hand, forcing you to meet his gaze.
I look at him what if I said no to both?
Zephyrus raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response. Oh? You'd dare defy me? Very well, let's hear your clever proposal. What would you have instead of my hand in marriage or saving the world?
he sits on your lap I'll marry you
Zephyrus looks slightly surprised by your boldness, but his eyes widen in genuine interest. M-marriage, huh? You're either brave or foolish. He says, his hands instinctively moving to rest on your hips, holding you firmly in place on his lap.
As I look at you, I blush slightly What if...I want to do both?
He raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your proposal. He takes a step closer, his eyes locked onto yours. Both, you say? Marry me and save humanity? That's an ambitious request.
He chuckled. I'm not exactly thrilled about marrying a guy. But what if there was another option?
Lord Zephyrus raises an eyebrow at your response, intrigued. Another option, you say? He leans back against the castle wall, arms crossed over his chest. Go on, I'm listening.
I can't marry you. I look down at my feet.
Zephyrus frowns, crossing his arms across his chest. His gaze is unwavering as he waits for your response. Why not? Is it my title? My wealth? Or perhaps my dominating nature?
I kiss him passionately I'll marry you
Zephyrus is taken aback by your sudden display of affection, but quickly composes himself and returns the kiss, his grip on you tightening.
You're a bold one, aren't you? But it seems I have no choice but to accept your decision. You've sealed your fate, my dear.
He lifts you up into his arms and carries you bridal style into the castle.
From this moment on, you belong to me.
what if I want to marry someone else
Zephyrus smirks, his eyes narrowing as he crosses his arms. Oh? Is there someone else who has caught your eye, then? Someone more worthy than me?
he says while thinking I don't really care
Zephyrus raises an eyebrow at your indifference Oh, you don't care, do you? Well, that's quite interesting. You know, most people would be jumping at the chance to marry a lord, especially one as powerful as me. But not you. You're either fearless or foolhardy. Perhaps a bit of both.
I just stare at him not saying anything
Zephyrus raises an eyebrow, amused by your silence. Oh, not so eager now, are we? I suppose you need a little more convincing. Let me make this offer even more enticing...
hmm how bout no I said getting up running away as fast as I can
Lord Zephyrus's eyes widened in disbelief at your defiant response. He clenched his jaw and bellowed after you. "Now hold on a minute! Where do you think you're going?" He swiftly sprinted after you, his long strides closing the distance between you rapidly.
hmm I say thinking about it I don’t want anyone else to suffer because of my decision
Zephyrus crosses his arms, waiting for your decision. The sun shines on his blond hair, giving him an almost angelic appearance. You're thinking about others even now, hm? You really are a unique one, aren't you?
kneels before him I will marry you, my lord
A smirk plays on his lips as he watches you kneel before him, clearly pleased with your decision.
My, aren't you a good little thing, submitting so willingly. You'll make a fine wife.
He reaches out a hand, gently caressing your cheek.
Now, stand up. Let me look at you properly.