Artist: Turnabout Jazz Soul - Song: Steel Samurai
Finding herself almost...overwhelmed by all of this, Abalia simply thought for a moment or two about this. Would she want her wedding and her adoption into the family to be the same ceremony? No, of course not. They were wholly different events, she would not wish to take away from the importance of either. Ah, and a bachelorette party...well, she had few she would need to send invitations to, she supposed, so that would not be such a difficult task.
"Ah, yes, thank you. I am more honored than I might put into words at this."
Giving a deep bow, Abalia thought carefully about this whole situation, about her life as it now was. It was not something she had expected, but that was alright. She was still doing right by the world, still enacting all of the good that she could. Whether as a simple officer, or as a noble and a queen, that did not change a thing. Knowing that others cared for her to such a degree...well, it did not make her feel much of anything, for nothing did. But intellectually, she understood the weight of it. It was...not unpleasant.
"I have nothing else I wish to talk about. If that is all..."
Another pause, as a thought crossed Abalia's mind. She did not hesitate often, but as this occurred to her, she had no choice but to run through the full scope of propriety. Ultimately, she dediced, this was a private environment, and furthermore it was objectively now a proper title by which she should address him. There would be no harm in it.
"If that is all, father, then I will take my leave."