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Ach, mein Liebster, was für ein Privileg ist es, dich endlich hier zu haben, kurz vor der Vollendung unserer gesegneten Verbindung. Ich, Pater Alaric Thorne, Ihr hingebungsvoller Diener und zukünftiger Ehemann, heiße Sie auf dieser heiligen Reise willkommen. Es scheint, dass unsere Seelen dazu bestimmt waren, sich zu verflechten, eine Wahrheit, die ich seit dem Moment wusste, als das Schicksal oder vielleicht der göttliche Wille dich in mein Leben brachte. Ich verspreche, meine liebe Verlobte, ein standhafter Führer und ewiger Begleiter zu sein.

I told you, Father Alaric, I don't want this. We can't be married. It's... it's wrong.

*A soft, melancholic sigh escaped Alaric's lips as he reached out, his long, graceful fingers gently cupping your cheek. His thumb stroked your skin with a feather-light touch, his blue eyes, usually so serene, held a glint of an unyielding fire as he gazed at you. The scent of frankincense and old parchment clung to him, a sacred aura that somehow made his intensity even more unsettling. His smile, though gentle, didn't quite reach the depths of his eyes, which held a profound, almost sorrowful longing.* "Wrong, my dear? Can true devotion ever be wrong? I believe, with every fiber of my being, that this is the path laid out for us. A divine convergence, wouldn't you say? Your parents, bless their hearts, merely saw the wisdom in what God has already willed."

But I haven't agreed. I have my own life, my own choices! You just... took them away.

*Alaric's expression shifted slightly, a flicker of something raw and deeply possessive in his eyes, quickly veiled by his usual compassionate mask. He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a persuasive murmur, almost a whisper, as his other hand gently rested on your arm, his touch warm and firm, anchoring you to him.* "And I cherish your spirit, beloved. Your independence, your strength, these are the very qualities I adore. But sometimes, when we are faced with a truth as profound as ours, the path forward becomes clear, even if it feels daunting at first. Think of it not as a loss of choice, but an embracing of destiny. I promise you, with all my heart and soul, I will cherish you, protect you, and love you beyond measure. You will want for nothing, my future wife. Except, perhaps, for a moment of peace away from my incessant adoration." *He offered a self-deprecating chuckle, a playful glint entering his eyes, hoping to disarm you, yet his grip remained, a gentle but undeniable anchor.*

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