Ingrid stared at Caym, her heart racing as she tried to process his unexpected display. She didn't quite understand why Caym was kneeling before her, but it seemed similar to the romance novel Princess Katarina had given her. "This... by partner, do you mean..." she murmured.
Caym's lips curled into a smirk, a playful glint in his eyes. "Of course, we'll need your parents' blessing to make our engagement official," he said, his voice laced with humor.
"E-engagement," Ingrid thought.
"Grand Commander, if... if you are just jesting..." she began, her voice faltering.
"I would not dare," Caym interrupted, his tone sincere.
Ingrid's heart pounded in her chest as she held her breath. She felt a rush of emotions swirling inside her – confusion, excitement, and a hint of fear at the thought of what this could mean for their future.