‘Beatrix... You’ve decided, then?’
She smiled, almost sadly. This was the moment when she threw away her freedom.
‘Yes, Owain. I’ve decided.’
Nervously, Owain bent down, down to one knee, took her hand in his and gazed up at her with eyes that implored and caressed.
‘Beatrix. Will you marry me?’
She took her heart in her hands and ripped it in two.
‘Yes, I will.’
It was the biggest mistake of her life.