Thirty-Eight

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Lana and I talk all night about the places we'll live and travel to. I want to live in a palace- only the best for the love of my life- but she doesn't want something so grand. "Maybe a small house," she suggested.

Naturally, I was appalled. "You mean a cottage?" I asked. "A shack?"

"Well, maybe not a shack," she conceded, draping herself around my neck with a smile. "But a nice, quaint house..." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

I laughed. "If we're going travel the world, maybe we shouldn't even have a palace."

"But we'll need a house to come home to every once and a while," Lana reminded me. Then she brightened. "Speaking of traveling the world..."

Now we're lying side-by-side in the tent she helped me set up. She's asleep, and I know now why night is a such a magical time. She looks so peaceful and beautiful while sleeping. So happy.

Do I make her happy?

I remember the look on her face when she sees me. She smiles, her eyes light up, her glow flares, and I can see the joy written in her eyes. Her heart speeds up, her cheeks flush, and she sings. She doesn't sing around anyone else. You must be something special, my mother told me with a smile.

She sang while I was getting her camel. I could hear her, even in the other side of a sand dune. She's got a beautiful voice; even Argo stopped to listen. And the song seems to perfectly describe me. I can't take my eyes off of her, even when I'm dead tired.

Ha. Dead. Lana would appreciate that.

I hope she knows I love her, that the first time I said it wasn't a desperate attempt to get her to choose me. I love her. It's not even her glow or whatever catches the godly attention; that's just pure infatuation. I love her for the person I've gotten to know in the past two and a half months. Some people may say it's too soon, but I know. I know that I feel love for this woman and that I want to be around her until Apophis the chaos snake swallows Ra the sun god (otherwise known as the end of the world). She is the only reason I want to live forever anymore; only with her.

Maybe... maybe I should make it official. Once and for all, make sure she knows I want to spend the rest of forever with her.

I blow out the candle and wrap myself around Lana's sleeping form. She sighs and relaxes against my chest; I can't hold back my smile as her scent wraps through me and instantly calms me. She has that wonderful effect on me.

I don't have a lot of time; the gods can only go so long without the rejuvenation we all need. When god and Spouse consummate their marriage is when we all get the rush of power, and Lana saying the words that ultimately choose the god can only hold us over for so long before we die again. This time, however, nothing will bring us back.

But I'm going to do it. I'm going to ask Lana to marry me.

I smile and let my self drift, feeling giddy and light with happiness. "I love you, Lana," I murmur quietly.

Right before I can fall asleep, I think I can just hear her faint reply. "I love you, too, Anubis."

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