"I know sometimes you may feel as if it was the Fates which led me to your path, the day I stumbled into the desert," he says quietly. "And it may have been, I do not know."

Skellig tips his head slightly to her hand, giving her better access to his hair - which is quite a ruffled mess, but that is the way she likes it best.

"But it was of my own volition that I did not flee. It was by my free will that I decided to stay, it was my choice that I would eagerly be claimed by you as your husband, my desire to gladly claim you as my wife."