It's been two years and Zarkon has been courting Elara for a year and a half. The gifts he continuously gets her are unbelievable. It's crystal clear that he does care about her a lot. Both pairs of parents really thought they looked together as a couple and prayed that they'd get married one day. Right now, Zarkon was talking to Elara's parents.

"You wanted to talked to alone correct?" Helgara asked.

"I did." Zarkon said.

"Well what is it?" Vorak asked.

"I wanted to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage." Zarkon said, he looked completely fearless of Vorak but his thoughts said something completely.

'DONT PISS YOURSELF ZARKON! HOLD IT IN! SHE'S WORTH IT DAMN IT! DON'T BLOW IT!'

Helgara immediately started bawling her eyes out.

"Don't mind her she's emotionally fragile." Vorak said.

"I think I broke her then..." Zarkon mumbled.

"I see that you and my daughter care one another deeply. I'm not afraid of you hurting, I know you wouldn't, but if you slip up, I'll kill you and I'll drag to hell with me. Us that understood?" Vorak said seriously.

"Absolutely." Zarkon replied.

"Now start planning, or not, do it whenever you're ready. Oh dear gods my little girl is all grown up... She's nineteen and may be getting engaged." Helgara sniffled and wiped some tears away.

"Please... I've already got it planned out." Zarkon said, grinning proudly.

He really would have thought that he would be murdered for asking such a question but thankfully Elara's parents were feeling nice today. Zarkon then left the room to panic by himself.