[ Her apprehension is understandable, entirely because this place is impossible to easily comprehend. Clive has already given up trying; he's always been a man of action more than anything, but it's clear in this case that Jill is going to need him to speak the words that are in his heart.

Stepping around her in the wet sand, he kneels before her and presses his hand to his heart. His face, lifted to look upon her, is as sincere as it has ever been. Even if he could conceal how lovestruck he is, he wouldn't want to--he needs her to see him for who he really is. ]

Aught that I have hitherto spoken to you is my truth, for I know nothing truer than this: wherever the wending roads of this life or the one thereafter take me, I shall ever return to you. I shall protect you and be your faithful companion for as long as you'll have me. I would see you smile if it is in my power, but I will be the one to wipe away your tears when you must weep.

[ Reaching for her hands, he clasps them in his own. ]

I am Clive Rosfield, First Shield of Rosaria, and though my service is sworn to another, my heart belongs to you, my lady... Jill.