Edward and Mina on the terrace

Mina speaks quietly "Eddie?". He moves in the shadows, taking her hand. Under a cloak of darkness he pulls her to him. He inhales deeply, that familiar scent of the woman he loved and lost and found again. He brings one hand to her beloved face, the other behind her waist. He looks into her eyes in the low light. His voice is earnest.
"I have battled through a thousand days for this moment. I lay my sword at your feet, and I throw myself upon your mercy. Let me kiss you, Mimi"
She trembles against him. Edward. Her Edward. Not perfect, but as close to it as she has ever found. Her permission is quiet but ardent. "Kiss me. Please".

He leans down, pressing his lips to hers. What it feels like to them isn't magic, but it is bliss. The oldest tale. Love. Complex, emotional, two people joining with passion and admiration and hope. Six years fall away upon parted lips. Their first kiss was also on a secluded terrace,  that time at court in Freiburg. Edward had accidentally bitten her lip that time. Though he'd had experience already, something about Mina and her poise made him clumsy and silly. "You'll do better next time" she had laughed. And he was smitten. 

He'd known then what he knew now. Mina Edelweiss Hapsburg was meant for him. She was sent from Theus to be his wife. He would have married her that night if he could. But he couldn't. And then Morgan married Dietlinde and everything changed. He wasn't going to think of that. He was going to think of now.

He kissed with all the adoration he could, because he needed her to know his love had never lessened. And in her response, he knew hers hadn't either. 

"I still want to marry you Mimi. I have made some arrangements that we can bundle, and I have a ring"

Mina nods. This is what she has always wanted, now within her grasp. "Yes. I will tell my father"

He brings her in, kissing her again. Providing nothing went wrong in the next 8 hours, she would be his. And this is where they were when they got interrupted by Molly.