Lata wakes up to latte already awake, she walks back over when she hears Lata’s awake. Lata stands up and hugs her, kissing her on the cheek. morning.. latte nods, holding her close. Where's mallow? That was a good question. Latte looks around and finds no mallow in sight. “I don’t know, we should probably look for her..I can look for her if yo-” no let's both look for her, you want to see him…right. latte pauses for a moment before she nods. “yeah, yeah I do.” latte takes her out of the lounge and into the large halls of the castle, down the stairs to the bottom floor. She still feels so guilty for leaving like that, maybe she should make that up to her. After all it wasn't her fault to begin with really. As they walk down the winding halls, Lata leans on her shoulder. Down the stairs to the bottom floor, through the winding halls, and out to the courtyard. They stop in front of the statue, staring up at the sky with that big smile she rarely saw from him. She stares at him, at the man he once was and the man he has become. It makes her feel even worse for missing it, but as much as she wishes she could go back, she can’t. It's silent for a long time, latte lost in thought and Lata listening out for mallow, who is still asleep at his feet. Would you like to read his journal he gave to me in his will? It’s enough to snap her out of thought. “I don't know I-” I need someone to translate it for me, and it only feels right for you to do that. “are you sure?” of course I'm sure.
It goes back to silence. That at least reassured her that Lata wasn’t mad at her at the very least. She still has the ring box in her pocket, she didn't want to put it away for another time…Maybe now is a good time for that…The sun is shining, they’re in a special place with just the two of them…It would be perfect…“Would you like to know why I didn’t get the letter that morning..?” Lata’s head perks up a bit. “I was scheduled to pick something up that morning, and I got too excited to wait.” she takes the ring box out of her pocket and places it in her hands. Lata takes the box and feels it, the outside is smooth. She tilts her head, confused, when latte places her hands on hers and opens the box with her. Lata reaches her hand inside the tiny box and touches the cold metal of the ring. She then pauses at the braille written on the top; ’m y l o v e.’ Latte takes both of her hands again. “It was really poor timing, I know. I still feel like it's poor timing, but-” she takes a short breath.
“Will you marry me?”
Lata’s heart was already racing, the answer was obvious though.
Yes, of course! Always yes!
she wraps her arms around her in a big hug. Mallow perks up and walks over towards the two of their voices, she brushes up against their legs with a small mew. Lata picks her up and goes back to hugging her fiancé.
*He would have been very, very happy to see this.*
they at least fell like they did something right by doing it in the courtyard...Maybe he did, at least to them he did.
