The baby's smile dissipated the darkness that enshrouded Bernard.
Later, the baby grew up to become a little ball of sunshine. Her smile shone through the gloom and into his world. She clung to him like glue, looked after him, and even said she liked him.
Bernard said, "At that time, I wondered if I was born into this world just to meet you."
Hera stared at him, unsure of how to respond. She never thought that she'd get his attention at such a young age back then.
But even if she could turn back time, she'd still do what she did. Bernard was simply too dashing that she couldn't contain herself.
"Will you marry me?" Bernard asked, holding her hands as he got down on one knee in front of her and gazed deeply into her eyes.
Hera felt as if her heart was overflowing with joy. Still, she said, "The marriageable age in our country is 20, though."
"We can get engaged first," said Bernard. "If you're willing to, we can head to Aurania to register our marriage. There, people can get married at 18."
"This is so sudden," said Hera.
Although she had the freedom to decide on the matter of marriage, she should still ask her parents for their opinions beforehand.
"Too many men have laid their eyes on you. I'm worried that you'll get abducted by one of them," said Bernard.
It was especially so now that Thiago had come into the picture. He couldn't stop claiming Hera to be his fiancée.
That was why Bernard and Hera had to register their marriage as soon as possible. Only then would Bernard stop worrying.
Hera was at a loss for words. Bernard just couldn't stop worrying about her. Helpless, she nodded.
"Okay," she agreed. "But I have to tell my family about this first."
"Okay." Bernard smiled and put the ring on her finger.
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