Ileus' lips curled up again and those fangs appeared. His golden eyes burned from under those thick eyelashes. "Will you marry me, Anastasia?" he asked again.
She was flabbergasted! "M— marry?" Her heart accelerated. She had never thought she would ever get into a union after what happened with her at Vilinski, but now… The man who had helped her escape because of a certain mission, was now sitting in front of her, holding her hands in his calloused ones.
And he was waiting for her answer with a baited breath.
Anastasia— she was blown away. A few days back she was about to get wedded in her royal palace in the most lavish manner. A ball was held in the honor of her wedding. Kings, queens, princes, princesses and other nobility were invited for it. But she had escaped it all. She had never imagined that she would be proposed to by him—the dark wizard—in a room of an inn. This was the most outrageous proposal she had seen.
