The moment Hertha's eyes met his long, handsome lashes, her heart skipped a beat.

Damn, Alaric knew exactly how irresistible his looks were to her, and he shamelessly used his stunning appearance to lure her in. And she, predictably, fell for it every single time.

It seemed her life was destined to be firmly in his grasp.

"Do you really want to marry me, or is this all some game to you?" Hertha, irritation in her voice, poked Alaric's chest with her index finger, demanding honesty.

She was never one to let conflicts linger; if something bothered her, she'd have it out within two hours, tops!

eyes with a mischievous glint. His

thump - each beat seemed to echo her own heart's rhythm, a symphony of attraction. Overwhelmed, Hertha's breath caught in her throat, and she tried to withdraw her hand, only for Alaric

sincerity, I'd let your doctor friend open it up with a scalpel to prove it's true," he declared, half-joking yet

countered, a hint

he grumbled, revealing a rare glimpse of his temper. He usually had the patience of a saint

and almost forgot about

Alaric; his oversight had upset

My brain was offline. Let's not fight over a silly mistake, okay?"

sulking. Let's get ready and head out," Alaric suggested,

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