Zelda beamed; while she had never thought about what might happen if Alfred didn't say it back, it was still good to hear his words. He loved her, and they were courting, and her family was unhappy but things would be okay, eventually. They would get married. Her siblings would come to like him. He loved her, and they could do this.

She grabbed onto Alfred's lapels, pulled her towards him; she wanted to kiss him more, be closer.

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