Bethany ... blinked as Aleron looked at her as if she had just said ... well she rather did just say that, didn't she? That she wanted to marry him and more importantly, carry his children. She wrapped her fingers around his, squeezing them tightly, her own gaze earnest as she looked at him. Her voice was soft, warm.

"I truly do. But ... I am a Grey Warden."

She exhaled, softly, searching that kind, handsome face. She gave him a quiet, if not slightly sad smile. "It will be difficult for me to bear children - not to carry but to ... become with child. However, it can and it has been done. I just pray you are patient with me, after we are married."