“Tove had blown the doors open with his abilities, and he stood on the other side of them, looking astonishigly bad ass.”

“I haven’t prepared my speech yet,” I sighed and Tove stood up. “What should I say about him?” “Well, if you plan to say anything nice, you’re going to have to lie,” Tove muttered as he walked over to his closet.”

“Ready?" Tove asked without looking at me. He started walking before I answered."Duncan, you don't need to come with us," I told him as I hurried after Tove. Duncan followed me the way he always did, but he slowed."It's probably best if he does," Tove said, tucking his hair behind his ears."Why?" I asked, but Duncan smiled, excited to be included."We need someone to test on," Tove replied matter-of-factly, and Duncan's smile instantly faded.”

“That wasn't so bad," I said. It wasn't bad at all, really. The nerve-racking buildup had been the worse part.The Chancellor was sweating like a pig, but this was nothing new. I smiled gratefully at Tove. It had been nice having him at my side. Backup and support were never a bad thing."Those little hobgoblins freak me out." Duncan shuddered at the thought of Ludlow. "I don't know how they can live with them.""I'm sure they think the same thing about you," Finn muttered.”

“Have you tried?" Tove countered, his eyes sparkling."Well...no," I admitted."Do it.""How?"He shrugged. "Figure it out.""You're really good at this training thing," I said with a sigh.”

“I'm fine with marrying Tove.""You're 'fine' with marrying him?" Willa laughed and looped her arm through Matt's. "How romantic.""You should've seen the proposal," I said."Where is the ring,by the way?" Willa asked, looking at my hands. "Is it getting sized?""I don't know." I held my hands out to look at them,as if I expected a ring to magically appear. "He didn't give me one.""That's horrible!”

“You need to be Queen. Everyone who knows anything knows htat, but most people don't know anything, and that is a problem." He scratched at the back of his head and shifted his weight. "I would never take that away from you. No matter what happens, I'd never take the crown from you, and I'd defend you against anybody who tried."I didn't say anything to that. I'd never heard Tove talk so much before, and I didn't know what he was getting at. "I know that you're in love with...well, not me," he said carefully. "And I'm not in love with you either. But I do respect you and I like you.""I respect and like you too," I said, and he gave me a small smile."But it's a number of things, and it's none of them." He let out a deep breath. "That didn't make sense. I mean,it's because you need somebody to help you keep the throne, and somebody on your side, and I can do that. But...it's just because I think...I want to.""What?" I asked, and he actually looked at me, letting his mossy eyes stare into mine."Will you...I mean,do you want to get married?" Tove asked. "To me?""I,um..." I didn't know what to say."If you don't want to,nothing has to change between us," Tove said hurriedly. "I asked because it sounds like a good idea to me.""Yeah," I said,and I didn't know what I would say until it was comign out of my mouth. "I mean,yes,I do.I will. I would...I'll marry you.""Yeah?" Tove smiled."Yes." I swallowed hard and tried to smile back."Good." He exhaled and looked back down the hall. "This is good,right?""Yeah,I think so," I said, and I meant it."Yeah." He nodded. "I sorta feel like throwing up now,though.""I think that's normal.""Good." He nodded again and looked at me. "Well,I'll let you go...do whatever you need to do.And I'll go do what I do.""okay," I nodded."All right." He randomly patted me on the shoulder, then nodded again, and walked away.”