When Westley arrived, Gabrielle had already finished praying and was waiting for him outside the hall.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Are you done?" Westley asked, panting.
He had just helped a kid who fell down and felt guilty for not being able to show up on time.
"Yes, I'm done. The abbot monk even interpreted the oracle of all the divination sticks I pulled. You won't believe it. They were all bearing good fortune! I'm quite lucky, aren't I?" Gabrielle happily looked at him, opened her palms and showed him the three amulets.
"Take a look at these amulets I got. What do you think, Westley?" Ever since their trip started, Gabrielle's smile never faded. That was how happy she was.
"Wonderful! As I said, Mrs. Morris, you're bound to be the luckiest person in the world. It's only natural your divination sticks would bring you good favors. So, the abbot was speaking in English. Did you understand what he said?" Westley was surprised by this.
Gabrielle gulped, then smiled. It was actually thanks to the mysterious man named Victor, who translated for her. Gabrielle thought she shouldn't mention him anymore.
Westley would get jealous if he knew a man tried to approach her. Gabrielle didn't want that to happen.
In Gabrielle's defense, she was sure she wouldn't be able to see or meet Victor again in the future. It was only a one-time interaction. He was just a stranger passing by.
"I'm smart enough, you know. Anyway, I've heard the abbot monk's interpretation. Are you done walking around the temple?"
Gabrielle asked curiously. After all, Westley didn't seem to like going to temples very much.
"Yeah. It was as beautiful as you said it would be. I saw a little kid fall down while I was roaming around, so I helped him and tried to find his parents. That's why it took me so long. I feel bad because we had a deal that I would wait for you." Westley explained what happened.
"So that's why. You did the right thing helping the kid. What a good husband I have, Mr. Morris." Gabrielle held Westley's hand and placed an amulet onto his palm with a fond smile.
"What's this...? Did you get this for me?" Westley was surprised when he saw the red and golden amulet. He hadn't expected Gabrielle to ask one for him.
"Of course, it's for you. I got some for Sloane and Rose and prayed for their recovery. This one specifically, I hope will protect you and keep you safe so we can be together for the rest of our lives. Do you feel the same way?" Gabrielle looked him in the eye.
It was such a beautiful wish. How could he resist?
They felt the same and he agreed without hesitation.
"Don't worry. I'm your lifetime partner and I'll make sure to give you the happy life you deserve,"
Westley said, holding her hand then interlocking their fingers.
"Don't ever go back on your words, dear husband. Remember what you promised." Gabrielle reminded him in a serious tone.
"As long as you choose to stay with me, I will be with you for the rest of my life." Westley leaned to kiss her forehead.
"I could never leave you, you know." Gabrielle giggled.
"It's good that you don't think of such things." Westley only wanted Gabrielle to say that she would never leave his side for the rest of their lives.
"I promised you in front of the Buddha and I wouldn't dare to break that promise. You believe me, don't you?" Gabrielle pouted.
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