Asta

Ever since Asta was a child, there were two things he repeated without ever changing his mind: that he would become the Wizard King and that one day he would make you agree to marry him.

You were a few years older and saw him almost as a stubborn village boy. Whenever he showed up breathless after training, his clothes covered in dust and a huge smile on his face, you would greet him with water and some bandages for his minor scrapes.

"You went too far again, Asta..."

"I need to get stronger! If I'm going to be the Wizard King, I can't hold back!"

You laughed at his determination, but you knew that no advice would make Asta slow down.

The days went by, but there was one habit that never changed. All it took was for you two to be alone for a few minutes for him to take a deep breath and hold your hands.

"Please... marry me!"

You let out a low laugh and carefully pulled your hands away.

"You're too young. In a few years you'll find someone your own age and forget about this idea."

Asta was shaking his head so hard he almost lost his balance.

As if that wasn't enough, there was another obstacle in Asta's path: his father. Whenever he saw the boy approaching, his expression would immediately change. As soon as Asta started talking, an argument would begin.

"You again? I told you to leave my daughter alone!"

Asta puffed out his chest, without taking a single step back.

"I don't give up!"

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