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CHAPTER 38

AMELIA

The day of the palace celebrations was finally here, and excitement filled the air! The village was adorned with colorful decorations, and the sweet aroma of freshly baked treats wafted through the streets. Alaric and I had gone back to my hometown and I felt good to be finally home.

"Amelia, my dear," my mother said with a twinkle in her eyes, "your father and I have something important to discuss with you."

I furrowed my brows, wondering what it could be. "What is it, Mother?"

My father smiled warmly, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Alaric has asked for your hand in marriage, Amelia."

My heart skipped a beat, and my cheeks flushed with a mix of surprise and joy. "Oh! Really?" I stammered, trying to contain my emotions.

"Yes, my dear," my mother chimed in, her voice gentle. "He came to us with a sincere heart and formally asked for your hand. We couldn't be happier for both of you."

Tears of happiness welled up in my eyes, and I hugged my parents tightly.