He takes one of her hands and studies her. "Well," he says after a moment. "I assume my son has done the appropriate thing and proposed?" He leans closer. "Are you ready to become a princess?" He asks softly.

Kevin sighs. "There hasn't been time," he explains. "There was my injury then your missive. There will be time enough to settle that now that I am home."

"Hmm." The King looks at Angela. "And what do you think?"