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Thomas
Thomas smiled as he heard Garnae speak. He was glad, mostly for Cordelia. He was sure that if Garnae hadn't pulled through then they would lose Cordelia. It was an odd sight to see. Cordelia had never been the kind of woman that cried. Yet, he had seen her cry several times on this journey. I've been gone far too long, he thought to himself.
He turned to look at Mayonette. The words she had spoken to him felt like eons ago instead of only a couple of days. She loved him and they were to be married. The thought thrilled his heart.
"Mayonette. I want to marry you as soon as we get back and everyone is settled. Would that suite you my fair lady?" He asked her. Mayonette looked over at him, smiling brightly.
"Oh Thomas. Yes, that would suite me. I don't want to live without you any more," she replied breathlessly. He stroked her cheek gently.
"You'll never have to," he vowed. He kissed her gently, finally content with his life.
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