“I will make your wish come true then, Liebling .” With that, she lifted up her head to give his lips a soft peck, her smile growing slightly. “My man, my husband.”
Edward positively glowed, his hand brushing against her cheek. “My woman, my wife. Marry me twice, and then once more.”
“I will marry you over and over again. Until we get tired of all the cake.” A soft laugh passed her pale red lips at the thought as she rested her hand on top of his lightly. “Never let me go.”
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.