Derbie hadn't memorized the language of flowers, but unsurprisingly Farran had recognized them. A purple platycodon for friendship. A branch of yellow desert candle for endurance. Petals from hyacinth for playfulness. Although yellow prickly pear sounded ominous, Farran had told him it meant Hope and so he'd had it, and when she'd sent him the sweetly purple vervain for romance he'd actually shouted in joy. 
But the reason he'd had such a hard time resisting the spontaneous verbal proposal to Ban during the Opera Event was wholly due to her obvious care and concern for his little sister after what she'd endured. Ban had heard about the Lazzarini boy's attack and never believed their attempt to spin the 온라인카지노게임 so Hida appeared to be the aggressor and provoker, instead sending Derbie an immediate letter expressing her support and concern for Hida's likely trauma and injury. And today, she'd given Derbie a Knight's Blossom, a rare flower that even he knew was given only to the strongest and bravest warriors; she'd brought him a pressing to give to Hida. They'd only ever met briefly, but she still seemed to cherish his siblings as her own. 
All the more reason he needed to propose properly. Despite how many times he had to fight the urge to ask Ban to marry him, Derbie was determined to wait until he had the perfect proposal written. They walked the resonating halls of Polumenta Estate, saturated in the sounds of a beautiful but tragic opera, and Derbie had declarations of love and commitment locked behind his teeth, begging to be released. 
One would think that would have made it all too easy to scribe those words down for his proposal, but hours after he'd escorted Lady Ban back to her Ruma Estate, he was still sitting in front of a damningly blank page. If he had Edwina's artistic skills he could have put his heart on the page, literally, but lacking that magic meant he couldn't even draw a decent heart on the page to share. He wanted her to be able to pull this letter out and read it to find strength, comfort, and love on those days she may be missing him for any reason at all. But that left him having to draft a perfect letter, and that's where Derbie found himself bent over a blank page, agonized and uncreative. 
I love you was honest, but lacked the poetry of how she truly made him feel. I cannot wait to live the rest of my life at your side could be seen as either sweet, or possibly pathetic. You are the best part of my day was too vague, but even Derbie knew not to write that he dreamt of her every night. It was a beautiful sentiment but could too easily be taken licentiously. He understood the intimate side of romance, even if he'd only ever held Ban's hand and lightly kissed her lips, but his dreams weren't lustful. He dreamt of walking along the coast of his homeland, exploring the unknown expanse of the Ruma Marquisate, or even simply walking the merchant district of the Capital. He enjoyed her company so thoroughly that any day she shared with him, be it in person or only his dreams, made for a better day. 
But how could he express that in a proposal?
To Lady Ban. Too distant for a proposal. 
To my Beautiful Lady Ban. True but he didn't just love her beauty. 
Maybe he should take out the formalities a little. To my Beloved. That was better, personal, loving, and still polite. 
To My Beloved,
I miss you even on the days I see you. I miss you when you leave the room. He'd rewrite a new version to leave the pathetic parts unseen. I cherish every moment I can share with you; as your humour and intelligence enrich every experience. There is no mundane living with you by my side, and I look forward to every tidbit of knowledge you share with me. I am no great poet or warrior, but I will confess the hardest battle I've fought was to write to you properly, instead of blurting it out without preparation.
With every fibre of my being I want to be yours, to marry you and be the husband at your side until the end of our days. I am only the fourth child of a Countship, so I can only offer you my humble, but true, love for your consideration. I know I am no great match for a Marquisate's daughter, and even my magic will only be of limited benefit, but still I dare ask.