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Josephine barely had time to see him, but Frederick always made time to see her. One evening, while he was sitting at his desk when Josephine entered.
“What can I do for you, Vhenan?” Frederick asked, setting aside his quill and standing.
“I just wanted to say… Ar lath ma.” Josephine said, glancing down. She’d only ever seen it written down, so all she could do was hope that she’d pronounced it right.
“I love you too,” Frederick replied, stepping around his desk and embracing her, “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“Thank you.”
“No, thank you .”