Valerian felt his heart skip a beat, his mother's sentiments echoing in his head. There was no way to tell how true his mother's beliefs were without asking directly—and doing so would only make him appear insecure.
He was not.
"Marry me then, Tatiana," he said quietly, his tone measured.
He was not.
"Marry me then, Tatiana," he said quietly, his tone measured.
