He was careful to bring their intertwined hands above the table so that all could see that they were going into the union as one mind. Speaking carefully, Sebastian said, “Lords and ladies of the Companions’ Guild, I thank you for welcoming into the heart of your home. When I first met Ciardis I was masquerading as a wealthy noble and living a lie. I was desperate for hope, desperate for a dream, and I hoped to find my savior in the form of the newest court sensation. I found that and more. Ciardis Weathervane has changed my life in more ways than I can count and I am honored to sit at this table and petition for you to grant a patronage contract between the two of us.” The silver-haired gentleman said, “Your Imperial Highness, I’m not sure you understand the technicalities of the relationship—” Sebastian held up a hand. The man fell silent. “I understand fine. But I don’t want to just be Ciardis Weathervane’s patron. I’ve made it clear that I wish to be her husband but more than that I want to be her equal.
