Originally Posted by
Axis Sunsoar
"That is indeed my intention your Grace." Said Rolund, stepping forward with a deep bow. "I have never met such a beautiful, clever, or wonderful woman before," he favored his beloved with a quick smile, "Though not for a lack of trying." This time he winked at the King, then looked quickly at Lady Blackwood to show that he had meant it in jest. "I intend not to let her slip away from me, and no ancient feud, or familial disapproval could keep me from wedding her now." His voice became quiet then, "No disrespect to you, your Grace, but at this point, even if you voiced disapproval in this moment it would not sway me from such a course." He stood tall before the king, still a young man, with all the pride that entailed. His left hand rested near his hip, almost hovering where the hilt of his sword would have rested, if he had not surrendered it to enter the kings presence.
"And despite my reputation, and the fact that my brother would suggest otherwise, your Grace, I am capable of some thought, and it seems there may be more in such a union for you than simply seeing your dear cousin wed." He suggested lightly, although there was still tension in his voice. It was clear that despite his bravado he harbored serious fear that the King might not give his blessing, since he was unsure where that might lead him.