Oh, but I'm gonna. I've loved you for nine years, I've just been too arrogant and scared to realize it. And, well, now I'm just scared. So I realize this comes at an inopportune time, but I really have this gigantic favor to ask of you. Let me make you happy.
Love knows nothing of rank or riverbank.
It will spark between a queen and the poor vagabond who plays the king. And their love should be minded by each, for love denied blights the soul we owe to God.