After mentally fighting with himself, Nick dropped to one knee. Taking Rynn's hands into his own, he looked up at the female. "Rynn, my love, will your m-m-m-marr-marry m-m-me... ha ha ha ha ha! I can't ask you that with a straight face. I was just trying to make the awkward moment more awkward, but I couldn't keep a straight face."
Of course all the others were completely bewildered by what had just happened. Some thought a romance was brewing, another believed a level of trust was formed, and there might even be a few that recognized a moment of understanding and resentment for past actions. Though he was still on the ground, Nick didn't waver from his position. Her porcelain-like hands were still daintily clutched in his own smooth hands. This time Nick was in full control of his actions. His thumb stroked the top part of her hand as he awaited her refusal.
Although he was joking, there was a piece of him that was truly sincere about the question that randomly popped out of nowhere. He knew he had only just met her and that they were opposites in their own way, but he couldn't help but find a deep-pitched connection to the woman. Whenever he sought advice or guidance, he would, without a doubt, turn to Rynn.
When it finally hit him that they were just looking foolish before the eyes of the public, Nick snapped to his feet and slung an arm around Rynn's neck. "Ha ha. Nothing to see here, right? We're just rehearsing for the Kittmund Festival. We're hoping to take first prize with our skit! Be sure to cast your votes our way," bowing, Nick did not expect the applaud that suddenly followed.
"We shall all await to see the play in its entirety. But, next time, kiss the woman. Asking her to marry you was a little cliche. A kiss would have been more fitting," suggested one woman.
"I deep throated passionate one! That would have been great!"
Frozen, a nice red blush line became highly visible on Nick's face. "I suppose it can't get any more awkward, right?" he said turning to look Rynn in the eyes. Though, as soon as he did, he regretted it. His knees trembled some as his complexion got a little clammy. Even his lower lip trembled with the thought of connecting with those eyes again.
It was not the eyes that scared him. No, such a thing would be foolish. But rather, the person that owned those eyes had set him in a state of panic. He felt so naked around her. How was she able to see him in another light. Knowing that there was more to him really tipped the male over the edge.
Dipping his eyes down, he soon found himself flushed, again! Expecting a slap for gazing down her at her bosom, the male clenched his fists and stiffened his back. "Okay, you can hit me now," he said behind barred teeth.