@ofdxncingcuriosity continued from HERE
Erik shifted on his feet, looking at the woman before him. Seems the fates liked to laugh at him, as usual. Someone as hideous as him, with someone so beautiful? And she was beautiful, a petite woman with blonde hair. A soul mate that he had to admit, he would not have expected.
He had been in traveling fairs, had been in courts of foreign lands, and he had not thought that he would find a soul mate when he returned to France. He had not found one before, but here he stood, looking at his soul mate. He was not worthy of her, that much he already was telling himself.
“I would, a beauty like you stuck with me after all.” he mumbled, and slowly took her hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Giry. I am Erik, Erik Roche.” A name he had chosen for himself.