
A Magical Proposal Amidst Nyhavn's Winter Wonderland
FluentFiction - Danish
A Magical Proposal Amidst Nyhavn's Winter Wonderland
Københavns Nyhavn glitrede med lys, der dansede på den iskolde kanal.
Københavns Nyhavn sparkled with lights that danced on the icy canal.
Emil stod ved siden af Mikkel, og skævede mod båden han havde lejet.
Emil stood next to Mikkel and glanced at the boat he had rented.
Han håbede, at sneen ville blive et smukt bagtæppe og ikke en hindring.
He hoped that the snow would become a beautiful backdrop and not an obstacle.
"Er du sikker på, at hun ikke mistænker noget?"
"Are you sure she doesn't suspect anything?"
spurgte Emil nervøst.
Emil asked nervously.
Mikkel grinede og klappede Emil på skulderen.
Mikkel laughed and patted Emil on the shoulder.
"Bare rolig, hun har ingen idé.
"Don't worry, she has no idea.
Freja elsker overraskelser."
Freja loves surprises."
Mikkel var klar til at distrahere Freja, mens Emil gjorde klar til det store øjeblik.
Mikkel was ready to distract Freja while Emil prepared for the big moment.
Freja trådte snart ud af en af de farverige bygninger og vinkede ivrigt.
Freja soon stepped out of one of the colorful buildings and waved eagerly.
"Hej, I to!
"Hi, you two!
Wow, det er smukt her."
Wow, it's beautiful here."
Emil tog en dyb indånding.
Emil took a deep breath.
"Ja, det er fantastisk.
"Yes, it's fantastic.
Skal vi tage en tur langs kanalen?
Should we take a walk along the canal?
Jeg hørte, der er en hyggelig båd klar til os."
I heard there's a cozy boat ready for us."
Freja så på Emil, hendes øjne glimtede af nysgerrighed.
Freja looked at Emil, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Det lyder skønt!"
"That sounds wonderful!"
De gik mod båden, og Mikkel fulgte med, chattede let og holdt stemningen lys og uformel.
They walked toward the boat, and Mikkel tagged along, chatting lightly and keeping the mood light and informal.
Sneen begyndte at falde blidt, og lyden af byens liv blandet med den blide klukken af vandet skabte en perfekt atmosfære.
The snow began to fall gently, and the sound of city life mixed with the gentle lapping of the water created a perfect atmosphere.
Da de var ombord, begyndte båden langsomt at glide langs kajen.
Once they were on board, the boat slowly began to glide along the quay.
Emil tørrede sine svedige hænder af på jakken, mens Mikkel diskret nikkede ham til at fortsætte med planen.
Emil wiped his sweaty hands on his jacket as Mikkel discreetly nodded for him to continue with the plan.
"Freja, der er noget, jeg har ønsket at spørge dig om i lang tid," sagde Emil og knælede på bunden af båden.
"Freja, there's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time," Emil said, kneeling on the boat's floor.
Han så op på hende, mens snefnuggene dalerede stille om dem.
He looked up at her as the snowflakes quietly fell around them.
Freja gispede og holdt hånden op for munden.
Freja gasped and held her hand to her mouth.
"Er det...?"
"Is it...?"
"Ja," smilede Emil nervøst.
"Yes," Emil smiled nervously.
"Freja, vil du gifte dig med mig?"
"Freja, will you marry me?"
Frejas øjne blev fyldt med tårer, og hun nikkede ivrigt.
Freja’s eyes filled with tears, and she nodded eagerly.
"Ja, ja, selvfølgelig vil jeg det!"
"Yes, yes, of course I will!"
Kys og grin fyldte luften, mens båden sejlede videre, nu dækket af et let tæppe af sne.
Kisses and laughter filled the air as the boat sailed on, now covered with a light blanket of snow.
Mikkel stod tilbage og smilede til dem, lettet over, at alt gik som planlagt.
Mikkel stood back, smiling at them, relieved that everything went as planned.
Da de gik op til kajen igen, følte Emil sig ikke længere nervøs.
As they walked back up to the quay, Emil no longer felt nervous.
I stedet følte han sig tryg ved sin beslutning og fuld af forventninger til fremtiden.
Instead, he felt secure in his decision and full of anticipation for the future.
Frejas hænder holdt hans tæt, og de vidste begge, at en ny rejse lige var begyndt.
Freja’s hands held his tightly, and they both knew that a new journey had just begun.
Den nyfaldne sne skabte en næsten magisk scene, hvor de to stod, og de kunne ikke have ønsket sig en bedre afslutning på deres dag i Nyhavns skønne rammer.
The freshly fallen snow created an almost magical scene where the two stood, and they couldn't have wished for a better end to their day in Nyhavn's beautiful setting.