[ Altria fumbles through the delivery of the lines so badly that he can't help but break character and laugh. It makes the final line a lot easier to say as a desire to tease her overrides his own embarrassment, and he pulls her hand—flips it over so the back of her gloved hand is the one exposed and presses a kiss to it. His voice is low and flirtatious as he speaks. ]
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I gladly accept, my dear, brave knight.
[ And he waits for the reaction. ]