A Proposition, of Sorts

AFter I defeated Parista for the second time I sent him and Kuhyra back to their homeworld. After which I looked around, bone-tired after two fights against the Holy Spirit of Fire, not really believing that I had managed to stop him. I looked around for Sanary who seemed to have vanished after the second battle. Suddenly I heard a voice that was not coming from the room and I realized it was Kuhyra telling me something inside of my head, though all I could think about was how Sugar wasgone so I could be able to defeat Parista. I soon realized Kuhyra finished talking and I looked up to see Sanary and very surprisingly I also saw Sugar there as well. When I noticed that Sugar was there I nearly passed out from surprise, but I managed to stay up and ran to and embraced her, whilst she returned the sweet embrace and I promptly passed out because of injuries from the fights with Parista and the shock of seeing Sugar back once again.

When I awoke I felt a pressure on my chest, thinking it was from an injury from the fight I didn't bother looking, until I heard breathing. When I looked I saw Sugar laying on top of me, smiling. Since I didn't want to wake her just yet, I tried to go back to sleep, but before I could Sugar started to rouse from her slumber. When she noticed I was awake she asked me "Are you okay Master Cleru?" to which I responded "You don't have to call me master!" When she flinched I apologized to her for yelling. The yell alerted Master Bron who rushed me to go fight Varil because the tournament was post-poned by Master Sakuro because I had to fight Parista. When Varil and I fought, I defeated him fairly quickly, though his skills had improved greatly from our first fight.

Later that Night

I was waiting at the bow of Bron's ship for Sugar to arrive. I heard her float up to my side. She asked me "What are we doing here Master Cleru?" So I told her "I don't want to be your master anymore," When she heard that she nearly flew off, but I stopped her before she could. "I no longer want to be your master," I said and she started to tear up, "I want to be your husband, so, Sugar, will you marry me?" I got a very quick yes, a bone-crushing hug, and a very happy soon-to-be wife. When she released me from the embrace I looked into her eyes and saw her happier than ever before. During the love-filled embrace I pulled my head away some and kissed her and whispered into her ear, "You look beautiful in the moonlight." When she heard me say that to her she smiled at me and blushed happily.