She flinched in disbelief, the words pierced her like resonating silver bullets.
"How could I ever measure up to you-"
"You don't have to, you're perfect just the way you are."
Shock could still be read on her face as words failed to escape her mouth.
"We are opposites, on middle ground. I came from above, self thaught from a young age to be gentle and thoughtfull in my work.
You came from bellow, and I assume you never really thought of making anything perfect?"
She nodded, still speechless.
"And we are now here, between our homes, on an unknown place, where fate made us find one another. You are perfect."
A tear fell on the sand, and the girl stepped back into the waves, to hide her outburst.
Jonah went back to his preparations in the backstage, but his mind was still set on his queen.