After a few more days of resting, Ireland was finally allowed to leave the hospital with Cian and after getting her set up in the bedroom with Cian resting comfortably in the crib, he readied himself downstairs, looking at the ring for a minute longer before putting it back into the box and closing it. Today was they day he'd propose; suddenly there was a knock at the door and he made a face, going to answer it. "Eire I fin- Oh, I was expecting you to be off somewhere else." Britain made a face, shaking his head he carried on. "Anyway, I need to speak to Ireland." "Oh, she's resting upstairs vith Cian." He said, looking to the man standing behind Britain, blinking in surprise.
