[ He could hardly blame her for feeling the way she does. It isn't as if it's easy so share feelings when your profession encourages the abandonment of that. While finding love is not necessarily frowned upon as a Templar, your life is still in the hands of the Order and your Knight-Commander. You dedicate your life and heart to the Maker, and your duties manage to take a large portion of your life and spare time. Cullen finds no shame in how she shares what she feels, and in fact is honored to be the one these feelings are directed to. ]

[ Cullen leans into her touch, smile still as bright as it can be despite the color that has left his face. He lets his forehead rest against hers, noses brushing and his eyes close to simply take this in. Take her in. He reaches to her hands, holding them over his face. ]

I'm... Honored. Truly, I am humbled to know that I have been able to make you feel such happiness. You deserve to be held as high as a man can reach, and...

I promise I will ensure these feelings last until my last breath.

[ Maker, he could listen to her say those words a million times. Cullen exhales with content, hands holding gently to her wrists in hopes of keeping her touch. ]

Know that it is in your company, your care that I have been able to thrive. I swear to you, on my word, that I will never leave your side. As your man, I will make it my life's work to keep you happy, to make you feel as loved as you have made me feel.