[Ningthou stands for King in Manipuri Language and Leima for Queen]
She blinked hastily, her cheeks turned reddish-pink as she blushed, and a soft smile appeared on her princess-like face as she came closer to me. "Are you sure we'll always be together, my Ningthou?" said she, while she looked straight into my eyes, with a glare of commitment and trust in hers.
"For every second of my life that I must spare, and for every breathe that I must take my Leima, we shall forever and ever be together". I kissed her forehead while I said the words, and hugged her tight with my deepest affections.
Tears rolled down her cheek and she, with the broadest of smiles, jumped in joy and hugged me back. And softly she whispered, "After years of struggle, we finally made it baby, we really did! It was fate that brought us together, and our will, that never separated us. Now you're officially my King, baby" she hugged even tighter, closed her eyes, smiled with satisfaction and finished her sentence with a much milder voice, "and I, your Queen."
