He had a small little niggling of doubt in her words... Had she agreed to marry him just to appease him? He didn't know but he didn't care... She would be his wife soon enough if all went well. He loved her even if she did not love him and that was enough for him. "Let's not talk about the money anymore, let's talk about this..." And he pulled out the pouch he had been keeping the ring in, and then pulled it out. It wasn't a cheap ring, and nor was it gawdy. It was just right and he was holding it up, "I think I got the size right... I've been savin' this since I first asked ye to marry me. I tied a string around yer finger whilst ye slept one night ta get the size right. I hope ye like it."